Perfect Peach

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She's a Juicy Dessert, Piscator's poem illustrated
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Slices of a perfect peach
ring your pouting pudenda.
I nibble them one by one,
sweet juices dripping on
your moistening cleft.

I savour the final slice
before my tongue moves
down to lap your honey
pot, the commingling of
sweet and salty facilitated by
your involuntary shudders.

I can resist no longer
but must use my rigid rod
to stir your vibrant vessel
thrusting deeply until our
mutual climax releases
my creamy effusion.

In repose, we share a
glass of chilled Riesling
and slices of a second
perfect peach, dipped in
our delectable discharges.

-(|--|)--(|-|)- Delicious Credits -(||)- (|) -

My deep gratitude goes out to Piscator for letting me have the honour to add some illustrations to his Peaches and cream and even more be the one to present it to you. We both hope you enjoyed this ambrosial aphrodisiac.
This sweet little naughtiness was born to the 2020’s Summer Time and the Living's Easy Challenge in Literotica’s Poetry Feedback & Discussion forum. You are highly encouraged to read the numerous poems that blossomed and bore fruits during the blazing heat.

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PiscatorPiscatorover 3 years ago

Thanks 29 - great working with you.

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