Okay, a thousand lashes with a wilted rose! I was gone to the Big City for a work conference and had no time to even think last week let alone write and post my FFF! So, Mea Culpa! I hope you enjoy my rather late addition to one of my favorite writing forums. This week Panser challenged us to use less than 100 words and the word folded. Below is my tale.
He’d arrived with roses and champagne. She thanked him for the roses silently with her kisses. Laying across the bed, he feasted his eyes on her body. Her nipples were as red as the roses. The scent of her body wafted up intoxicating him. Stripping off his clothes, he crawled up on the bed. Tracing her body with the roses, he enjoyed her reactions. He took her legs and folded her in half. Her pussy dripping with juices like a ripe peach.
“Dessert!” he thought as he plunged in. His pleasure danced across his face.