Strawberries
I purchased a carton of strawberries at the SuperTarget that looked really good. When I got them home, my sister Bri and I cracked the package open to try some while we put the groceries away.
These were the best damn strawberries ever grown! I swear to you, they were the royal epitome of what the perfect berries should be; The godly rulers of the berry kingdom.
We offered some to mom, and she declined, but a couple minutes after enduring our orgasmic moaning while inhaling the berries, she came in and tried one. She couldn't stop, either!
The three of us stood there, in a tight huddle in the middle of the kitchen, with the ice cream melting at our feet, moaning and squealing as each bite tasted better and better. These were seriously like strawberry candy, they were so sweet, and dripping with fresh, juicy goodness.
Now the strawberries are all gone, and I kinda want a cigarrette. I don't smoke, though...
These were the best damn strawberries ever grown! I swear to you, they were the royal epitome of what the perfect berries should be; The godly rulers of the berry kingdom.
We offered some to mom, and she declined, but a couple minutes after enduring our orgasmic moaning while inhaling the berries, she came in and tried one. She couldn't stop, either!
The three of us stood there, in a tight huddle in the middle of the kitchen, with the ice cream melting at our feet, moaning and squealing as each bite tasted better and better. These were seriously like strawberry candy, they were so sweet, and dripping with fresh, juicy goodness.
Now the strawberries are all gone, and I kinda want a cigarrette. I don't smoke, though...