Feast * Ripe * Rose 

The wide open lips and the touchably luscious licked spoon. An endlessly effleuraged Hawaiian Honeymoon buffet of edible flowers. The waist-deep pleasure pasture of dilated desire. Dipped in dark chocolate and stretched out on the sheepskin rug, Taurus rolls in it. You have the right to want exactly what you want. And you have the carnal courage to enjoy it. So pour it on.