Biting into forbidden fruit in the orchard

The woman's tongue darts out, tasting the sweet juice of the apple as she bites into it, her teeth sinking into the firm flesh. She leans back against the tree, her body arching as she feels the rough bark against her back. Her breath hitches as she imagines the tree's root system snaking up her legs, its branches entwining with her hair, pulling her closer as it claims her as its own. She drops the apple, her hands reaching for the tree, her fingers digging into the earth as she gives herself over to the primal pleasure of the orchard.

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