All is ready prepared,
from apple slices,
to pears.
Strawberries,grapes too,
banana, and pineapple,
just for you.
You told me many
times of your fantasy,and what to do,
funny, because it’s been mine too.
Now alone tonight, just
us two,
it’s time for our fantasy
to come true.
The table is cleared
all that’s missing is you.
Take your time,I don’t,
want to rush you.
Along slow strip
to get us in the mood.
Now your before me,
in your naked glory,
it’s time to act out
our story.
Please lay on the table,
I want to decorate you.
The pineapple slices
on your breasts,
with your nipples,
peeping through.
Banana, and pears and apples too,
all placed on your tummy,
making me want to say yummy.
Placing the strawberries,
between your thighs,
I can feel my self, start to rise.
Your shaved vagina,
with lips that pout,
I am feeling hungry,
there is no doubt,
The rest of the fruit,
on your legs and toes,
there’s something missing
know I know.
Fruit salad is nothing without cream.
Now the salad is complete,
I will start at your lips and end at your feet.
Are you exited too, now I am eating off you.
As I circle your breasts,name the pineapple
in my mouth, make my way to your tummy,
ooh yes yummy.
the best I have saved to last,
I move my mouth to your thighs,
with my tongue like a cat,
I lick the cream,
savoring the moment you come and scream.
So my darling, did you enjoy it too,
As I promised tomorrow,
it’s me,
your fantasy,I carn’t wait to see.
Carl Dunford.