Don’t just stand there.
Do something.
Fulfill a fantasy.
Engage my mouth because it’s a nasty piece of work. I eat pussy like a seasoned beast. Don’t escape this moment. Take advantage of this opportunity to have an able-bodied sexual being taunting your pearl tongue haphazardly at first.
I love to tease.
I love to spread my tongue across your pussy’s expanse lightly. This creates a dawn of intensity. You’ll want me to continue my tasty ordeal.
But, I’m pretty sure you’ll also want to savor it.
You’re at a crossroad.
Believe me, I know the feeling — an orgasm is wondrous, but it has to come at the proper time after all options have been exhausted.
I taste, and taste, and taste.
Enjoy me.
Get intoxicated from my oral juices. Absorb my mouth, tongue, and even my throat because I’m working like hell to cause your anatomy to spew forth its dynamic apparel.
I aim to eat away at your vulnerable barrier. I think you wanted to fight the thought of hooking up with me at first, wandering hither and thither in your mind.
The veil has been lifted; you’re mesmerized with my mouth appeal. I lick at your clit some more like an innocent kitten does a bowl of warm milk.
Your pussy juices are heated to the taste also, so I feel comfortable. I don’t want to get complacent, so I open up your ass and dive face first into its catered bliss.
You sigh.
I breathe harder.
You taunt your perky nipples.
I lick my fingers and lend you a hand with your breasts. I make you hurl your tongue around my index finger and engulf it in your wet mouth.
You hold on to my head and multitask, continuously giving me cues. I understand every command without you ever even uttering a word.
Your pussy leaks its wetness. I use that same moisture to spread across your aching ass. You sigh once more and finally speak.
You tell me it feels good and not to stop.
I’m in awe. I don’t.