3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #1,218 by FisherKingKQJ

It was some sort of pleasant waking dream,
The figures, scents, and colours were acute,
My love was laid cross tropic seedless fruit,
She was brushed tasteful in low fat whipped cream.
Quick death of kilojoules cued in as theme,
To which I kneeled most happy new recruit,
My clamped lips counted on her birthday suit
Sliced passionfruit and diced guava one meme.
I licked her pipless red raspberries tips
Atop smooth pavlova lumps, teasing nude,
My love sighed whilst tugged by milk hungry lips,
I dreamed myself immortal, mostly lewd.
In seventh heaven none ports a poohole
To get plump by, nor scars, nor single mole.