Les Citrus, Pt. II
Les citrus (ii) * * * here i am for another day, a chance for just a chance; everyone has gone to pray, but i'm stuck in a trance.
Les Citrus, Pt. I
#19 of poetry c.2019 a poem about a very shy and quiet citrus fruit farmer. a three-part series. les citrus (i) * * * pallor from the coming squall, that chills you to the bone; we tended the fields for fall, to bring food back home.
Always Room for More
citrus drank greedily from grape's teat, her belly and hips pushed another inch, then two. "how's it feel?" grape sneered, and citrus gave a happy moan as she was filled up.
Walk A Mile: Citrus
citrus had left her in complete control again.
Shye Goes to School (chapter 2)
Then she took citrus' hand and tried to pull her over to where they'd been sitting. "come on, we were playing unicorns. do you like unicorns?" shye twisted to look around as they led citrus back.
Walk A Mile: Burnout
Heather had liked the sensations of simply being citrus.
Recruit
She howled in ecstasy and came hard on mai's fingers, squirting citrus-scented juices heavily onto her hand.
Rimmed Holes and Pot Holes
Jon couldn't believe how tight the citrus fox clenched around the tip of the moist, pliable muscle at that point of contact, but he was excited to probe even deeper, curious if the tangy citrus was stronger near the center of his vulpine friend.
Commission: The Ying Yang Principle Part 2
Even citrus deserves better or not.
Commission: A Hard Business Indeed
citrus smirked at the comment about his talking issue, but already had the perfect answer prepared for it. "the ladiesss love it, but they love the reassson for it more."
Spitecaller Ch. 1
citrus was an abhorrent repellant. citrus. citrus?! the demon finally reached me but i stood my ground. i had only one chance and i could not afford to fuck this up.
A Long, Desperate Drive
He popped a soda--some shitty citrus knockoff that tasted like battery acid and regret--before i could nod, foam bubbling over his paw and dripping onto his shorts.