Voltage

The rug as

been nice to

us.

And I won’t stop

massaging

your amazing

double lollies.

You won’t

stop laughing

as my touch

has a

rhythmic

class

of note.

Every

radius

of your

hemispherical

tender cherries

is like light

travelling

as a particle

and a wave

at the same

time.

Nothing less

than extraordinary,

as they twinkle

and emit vibes

that vibrates

like a thousand

band of ripples

across your body,

while they

pass through

my slitting heart

and find an

obtuse angle

to provoke petunia

to sit up still.

Wow! They’re amazing.

I switched from

my hands,

lubed the meso

pores and micro pores

with my berry

berry frictional

jelly.

You sighed deeper

when I concentrate

the jelly on

your crunchy cherries.

The wave

rose as

my

jelly

headed

downstream.

The current

of the

lollies

flushed

me to

surfinia

territory.

My hands

conducted the

electrons from your

cherries electrode,

further activating

the jelly

for the next feast.

A whole bite

of the burger,

nearly all

of the

labia buns

and the

inner labia steak

fit into my mouth

as I pulled

them apart.

Hmmm!

So tender

and chewy.

Your moaning

deepened

as I tried

to take

another fill...

Asian pigeonwings

sauced

with

your strawberry jelly.

Medium rear!

Oh! Yeah!

Huh! Huuuuh!

You won’t stop

breaking

the record

of your peaked

screams.

Bubbaargh!

Hmmm! Hmmm!

The lushy valley

explosives

started detonating.

Petunia

sets the

timer running

as he crushed

the walls

of your purple

vein like

lightning

strikes

metal sheets.

Fast dips...

No Bubba!

No! Huh!

Nooooohhhhh!

Kiss cream

spills.