Having arranged to meet a lovely, imported to the area, Peach, I anticipated a mouthwatering brunch.  On opening the box, my eyes feasted on the Peach's pale flesh and toned curves.  Slowly, I removed the Peach's gossamer wrapping to expose the remainder of her profile only to notice black and blue areas adjacent to both nipples.  They looked like Rorschach blotches on a background of powder snow.  I asked and the Peach replied that she had been exploring the pleasures of masochism.

How should the Peach's glorious, natural breasts be handled over the next two hours?

you're still going to get kicked in the balls.