First taste of her peach of passion
My first taste of her peach of passion comes, With many years waited till my fire of desire begun, As I hear her voice my heart beats one hundred fold, I slowly lick her sweet juicy fruit she shakes as if cold, With her first great cries of pure hot and lustful pleasure, I cherish each spicy and tasteful drop of her luscious treasure, As I deeply indulge another long taste of her peach of passion, I finally hear her scream of infinite climax to a fore played fashion. Written April 21st, 2002 © on Apr 21 2002 01:16 AM PST 18 • 16 • 8
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"My first taste of her peach of passion comes,..."