This is how to eat a peach....
by Onan The Terrible
The skin was a warm pink flush, lightly covered in a soft fuzzy down. The two perfect hemispheres fall together in a slight groove that runs from top to bottom and ends in a small fleshy nub. Standing back, he lets the whip's tail fall to the ground. Bracing his wrist he gives the butt end a little flick and the tail responds with a wriggle. Pulling his arm back he allows the whip to stretch out behind him. The peach looked gorgeous and plump, ripe and wild. He flicks his arm up and over in a sideways twisting action and directs the whip towards the peach.
CRrackk!!
Immediately a rip in the skin appears and a thin trickle of sweet juice runs down the crevice and forms a puddle on the table top. He lays down the whip and moves towards the table. He examines the peach very closely. Lightly touching the tear in its skin and noting the soft yellow flesh beneath torn and oozing. Picking up the peach he brings it to his nose and breathes in deeply taking in the aroma of fresh juice. Raising it above his up-turned face, he allows a drop to roll from the fleshy nub and fall into his mouth. It splashes against his teeth and he smiles as he licks his lips savouring the sweetness. He slowly begins to squeeze the peach and his fingers wrap around the hard kernel of the seed. The juice and pieces of flesh are dripping and falling over his mouth and face covering him in its sticky sweetness. His tongue works flicking across his lips and he eventually cannot help but wipe a hand over his chin. Licking at his fingers he tries to not let any of the precious liquid escape. It runs down his wrist and onto his forearm but he chases it with his tongue. Finally he pops the whole of what remains into his mouth and begins to slurp the flesh off of the seed at the centre.