slowly trace your tongue around it then hold it up to my face so i could take a bite...you gently rub it around my areola then bring it down to my stomach and further down...i slightly flinch from the coolness of the fruit on my skin and it makes you smirk with this look in your eyes as if my unexpected body gesture pleases you. lifting my head back up, i look down to find you playing with me, mixing the strawberries juice with my own. with so many sensations happening all at once i can no longer hold back a soft moan that escapes my lips. with the half bitten fruit still in your hand, you melodically rub it on the part of me that has 8,000 nerve endings and my body naturally begins to sway to the rhythm you’re making. once it’s coated to your liking, your eyes begin to sink lower until you’ve diven into a sweet and delectable fruit salad that leaves your mouth covered in wetness that i’m eager to lick off...
- d.berry
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 9:01 AM UTC
slowly trace your tongue around it then hold it up to my face so i could take a bite...you gently rub it around my areola then bring it down to my stomach and further down...i slightly flinch from the coolness of the fruit on my skin and it makes you smirk with this look in your eyes as if my unexpected body gesture pleases you. lifting my head back up, i look down to find you playing with me, mixing the strawberries juice with my own. with so many sensations happening all at once i can no longer hold back a soft moan that escapes my lips. with the half bitten fruit still in your hand, you melodically rub it on the part of me that has 8,000 nerve endings and my body naturally begins to sway to the rhythm you’re making. once it’s coated to your liking, your eyes begin to sink lower until you’ve diven into a sweet and delectable fruit salad that leaves your mouth covered in wetness that i’m eager to lick off...
- d.berry
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