candy penises: A Tale of Dreams, Adventures, and Discovery

On a cliff at dawn in candy penises, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with candy penises,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “candy penises, candy penises, candy penises!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “candy penises” bliss.