A lone bite of chocolate melting on the hot moistness of my tongue that delicious guilty shiver follows as I count the calories and take another bite. Who can explain the power of seduction and inexplicable extacy a woman feels while devouring the chocolate. If men were made of chocolate, then I would gladly devour them.
Reason for writing:
I was enjoying a piece of chocolate and the fact that I am a woman.
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