Being a keen student both of mammary architecture and history, there is one young lady that interests me a great deal. She graced the 17th century and arose from the position of fruit vendour to notorious actress and long-term mistress of The Merry Monarch himself, King Charles II, i refer only to the vivacious and lively Nell Gwyn.
Her fruit was reputed to be the juiciest and firmest in all England, far too good to be overlooked by the handsome dandies of the day, i'm sure, especially at only sixpence a taste.
How my mouth waters at the idea of strolling through olde London town to be greeted by Nell's cheeky smile, her warm charm and an inviting cry to come and taste her wares.
A small gasp escapes her pretty, ruby lips as a stray orange rolls from her stall onto the pavement and she quickly stoops to retrieve the errant citrus, revealing a glimpse of her petticoats, unaware that my steps have now brought me immediately behind her welcoming rump.
The woman was a natural for making one feel fruity.
What follows next was never recorded amongst the yellowing pages of history and i am too much of a gentleman to divulge what occurred between us, suffice to say that young Nell and i quickly became very closely aquainted and i discovered for myself exactly why she was such a firm favourite with the King.
I have to conceed that she also became a fond favourite in my own heart and to this very day, my thoughts often return to her ripe attractions when i cast my eyes upon an orange or a lemon.
There is so much to enjoy and take delight in throughout our worldly travels but nothing so thrilling as that forbidden taste of the King's private pleasure...pretty, witty Nell.
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....I know....I just couldnt.....quite.....resist....
A busty wench and one that offered her goods easily