The Peach

The Peach

I watch you bend over, I slightly glimpse your peach, she's always in eye shot but always out of reach

Sexy and oh so smooth, I'd love to have a touch, run my hand across her, this need I have so much

Soft and so tender, I watch her move about and sway, she is so very beautiful, I could look at her all day

I wonder what she tastes like, I'd love to sip her juice, run her across my lips, let my hunger loose

Stroke your Peach so slowly, feeling every curve, to feel her soft and tender flesh, is more than I deserve

Because even in my dream, if you give an inch I want a mile, I can never get enough of you, your Peach just makes me smile

So bring your Peach a little closer, come make my heartbeat race, lower your Peach onto me, sit her on my face

Let me drink from your loving cup, in my dream your well within my reach, I spend the night licking you, eating, your soft, moist, lovely Peach

Ron