Jackfruit

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Your wonderland felt soft and supple,
jackfruit I shall call it,
juices running down my chin.

Every lash of my soft whip,
I felt you move the world,
if not your hips.
I heard you scream my name,
and make me into a God, oh God.
With every gutteral noise
and every claw diggin into my back,
you made me into a King of sweat,
and moaning,
and fucking.
I lashed you some more.

Your sweet taste drove me to madness,
a Rolls-Royce ride to complete coming,
and never going.
Your wonderland is overflowing!
I move closer to my jackfruit and bath in its nectar.

You hold my head in your hands,
you smile.
Your wonderland is wet,
soft and supple,
jackfruit I shall call it.

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lobomaolobomaoover 17 years ago
•) delicious

the jackfruit is my most favorite

long and large and lurking on high

it is so not what it seems,

the skin clinging to the fruit

in long loving tendons.

just which part is edible

is always a good debate

inside the seed is another mystery

how wonderful to discover one here

annaswirlsannaswirlsover 17 years ago
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Very hot hot hot, welcome Agaloko, look forward to more.

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