Shopping by Mazrat

Dreamily, Gabrielle caressed the firm warm globes, thumbs brushing the soft down, fingers sliding over pliant skin. Inhaling the intoxicating scent, her mouthwatered, imagining the sweet flesh slipping over her fervent tongue.

A harsh voice broke her thoughts.

"Hey! You going to buy those peaches or what?" shouted the fruit seller.

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