Juicy Peach

Juicy Peach
by RoCa

Peach on a soft velvet canvas,
heavy breathing and tender back arching,
feeling a sexy passion;
a blanket, a desire, and a parting...

Peach is open with gentle dew forming,
a tide like no other ready to be flowing,
open, wet, sexy with breath...
a Peach, open and juicy, she spreads her Extacy,
for a finger in her depth.

Peach is seductive with purpose in mind,
an erotic rhythm of a fantasy emerging from the fog,
lips swollen with a hopeful tongue that will find;
her hips find my face so ready to grind...
tongue deep, juices flowing, an emotion
for time standing still....a fire is lit,
with flames burning hot,
her lips quaking with an explosion,
eruption encasing it.

Peach juice ready to share,
but with my face already there,
a quiver, a squirt, a burning amber...
her drenched honey pot so sweet with a fire,
my tongue flooded with her desire.

Peach quenching with sweet streams of orgasm...
the fire extinguishing with a smolder of release,
A gentle fruit throbbing with her retreat,
and another day bolder...feeling her crease;
there was a comfort in the air that was her fragrance;
raw, unbridled, pure...
I can feel her now and taste the dew,
the tongue was her dance.

Peach will be in a slumber with just a little rumble,
touch, taste, and a beautiful parting that is quite humble...
drench my open Peach with at first, a look,
and after that; take me to the moon...
Swoon and plunder.

Peach for you with all to ponder,
wetness to satisfy like a clap of thunder.