It never occurred to me that I would be seduced in this manner. I became instantly enthralled by his shape and the bulge of his neck. I did not realize how young he was, barely picked out of a crowd, but I knew I had to have him.
My lips puckered after the first taste of him. My head still swoons from the fountain of juice. Berries, luscious black cherry, and spice...the taste of your ripened fruit keeps me thirsting for more.
Morning will come soon and yet a mere remnant of your existence. Although I still see your bulge, I have to have one more taste, just one more drop of your juice...