why tho?
Mouth open, gaping, receiving it as she shudders against the onslaught of pleasure. Her legs quake, her hand splaying to surround its girth.
The entirety of her body cascading with sparks of desire, for more. She would cry, beg... possibly even kill, to prolong that which had consumed her like a fire.
She screams as the can rattles to the floor, leaving them both, decimated.
"Massive Crabs once walked the earth to break bread with the kingdoms of Men,” as she had told him many times before and would tell him many times again.
“With gifts of Limes they came, harvested at great depths in the high sea. And it was with this gift that their human allies could now savor the tang and bitterness of the sea. A burden we all must bear, despite the cost."
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He sat on the bed and watched as Keith pulled up his pants. The sight of his ass was so intoxicating that he almost came again right then and there.
“Keith, get the residence on the phone once you’ve dressed,” he asked, returning his mind to work.
“Yes, Mr. Pence.”
“No Keith, call me, Pamplemousse.”
July was drawing to a close, and just as he expected, her window sat ajar to the summer evening breeze. Silent as his latent desires, he slipped into the room and approached the bed.
His mind drifts, all day he had watched her, stomping fruit from the year’s first harvest. As his fervor peaks, saliva dripping from his mouth, he slides one of her fruit-stained toes into his mouth, Berry.
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That taste, he had experienced it before. A bitter taste, lingering not only on the tongue, but on the mind.
The taste left in your mouth after watching a woman smack her son in the aisle of a grocery store.
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The soft breeze of her whisper brushed his neck, relieving him of breath and sweeping him momentarily back in time.
Back to the farm, back to the dreams, back-to-back State Champs, back... to Apricot.
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He cowers in satisfaction at the unadulterated pleasure, casting aside that fictitious-self one wears like a shroud before the world. The final sip ravages his inhibitions and he falls to the floor in a fit of ecstasy.
Co-workers now surround him, beholding in wonder the impassioned throws of Passionfruit.
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