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Strawberries

Big, plump, cool strawberries
I bring several to the bedroom

We lay on the bed, you in a long tee shirt
I am just wearing silk boxer shorts

We hug and kiss each other
Our hands roam each other's bodies

I remove your shirt
You remove my shorts

We feel one another's nipples
I move down and put my tongue and lips on your nipples

Your hand moves between my legs
Your fingers softly grasp my manhood

I reach to my nightstand and pick-up a strawberry
I move my hand between your legs

The cool of the strawberry touches your heat
Your breathing becomes hot in my ear

Slowly I insert the strawberry into you
I squeeze the juice from the strawberry

The juice mingles with your juices
I continue to squeeze the strawberry

I reach for another strawberry
I also put this one in you and squeeze

I ask if you like it
You shake your head yes, unable to talk

I move down between your legs
I put my tongue into you, tasting you and strawberries

I continue to taste you and strawberries
You softly moan and pull me up your body

I enter your womanhood
I feel your heat

We move in rhythm
We release at the same time

We hold each other, kissing
I eat the strawberries

Holding each other, we drift into sleep
We are in love

Your taste is still on my lips
You and strawberries

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