Saturday, December 31, 2016
I WAS RESTING ON THE FUZZ OF A GIANT PEACH
I was resting on the fuzz of a giant peach and the softness felt so good against my naked body. I yawned lazily and rolled over and felt my pubic hair mesh with the peach fuzz and it's softness intertwining with my beard and it's gentle buoyancy was a dream. Just as I was wondering how I got so lucky, it started rolling down the mountain and I had to leap up from my dreamy stupor and start running on the spot so as to stay on top of the peach. Naked and flailing, I felt rather less relaxed than I did during the pube nestling era detailed earlier.