Winsome woman, herinnocent, delicate flesh,cherry blossoms white.Exposing channel,fingers dance along the edge,wet and delicious.The forbidden fruit,feeds their cravings and lust,she whispers, "don't stop."His root taking hold,now weeping with desire, sowing fertile flames.Milk of the poppy,euphoria, connected,kindling their afterglow.Casted shadows, thecloaked...
