Peach color
Sweet as organic honey
Salivating at the thought of you
You move as if you know you’re being watched
And I enjoy the view
I enjoy you pleasing yourself
whining your hips against your fingers
My favorite actually
I love when you serve them to me
After they’ve been so deep in your sea
Onto this soft platter
one at a time
I remove the sweet gold from your fingers
in between your fingers
Savoring every drop of it
licking the remains of you off my bottom lip
That usually gets you wetter
You part your thighs
Showing me your sweet peach
Glistening like honey
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