Paul Black’s "Honey" is a sensory delight. As Raeah begins dropping dollops of the sticky treat on her bare breasts, we find our tongues aching for a taste of that sweetness. She slowly works her fingers in and out of her mouth, savoring the succulent taste. Her pierced tongue extends to catch a few drops before she coats her hand and slides it between her thighs. Soon her own honey mixes with that from the bees, and her fingers move in an achingly slow pattern that gradually intensifies. Raeah’s hunger grows, and soon she is using nature’s bounty to satisfy her desires.
