I adore chocolate. However, no amount of chocolate, no matter how obscene, can quench the desire of an unabated libido, especially a re-awakened one. Certainly it is an excellent addition to any attempt at quenching a sexual appetite, when drizzled, hot or cold, in just the right locations then tenderly swept away with the gentle stroking of a masterful tongue that moves ever so gently over the right then the left peak making sure to leave nothing behind on the soft pink quivering point of those voluptuous, ample, snow white mounds of lusciousness, but let us not forget, there's more to delight your pallet. You could even add fruit for a healthier diet. I find that strawberries or cherries are best. Like topping a sundae, of course they would be perched in the most important spot for your garden of passion to grow. But let us not get ahead of ourselves. We still have to make the journey. Once the mounds to the north have been cleared for planting, we must move further south to the rolling, curvacious fields below. Strong, masculine hands wend their way the length of those milky lands...mmmm...milk chocolate....leaving furrows in the chocolate where seeds can now be planted. Of course she will need to clean those fingers, so she arches skillfully and places them in her warm, watery mouth gently stroking each one with her agile tongue until they are clean.
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Tune in later for the next installment.
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