By now, woman, you should know that I’m a cunnilingus beast that’ll be devouring your bottom and cunny aggressively.
But wait, you must be ready to hook up by the end of the day once reaching out to me. We’re not just going to play email and text tag, capeesh?
I’m trying to be lifting your legs up in the air and feeding on your underside with no cares.
I’m trying to be staring at you in those anticipating eyes as I devour what’s in between your thighs.
You’ll be hooked like a fish once I’m done with your secret getaway, and it’ll all be courtesy of my illicit face.
Until we meet, keep your breasts, snatch, and cheeks on ice for me to eat.
Yours Truly,
Maurice