The light above your head says you're getting an idea, and your arousal says it's erotic. I sure hope it's about me.

OK, great! Now if you'll lower yourself to my face, I'll get started.

Get in my mouth.

I need that in my mouth.

My tongue wants to dock with you.

I want to fuck your asshole with my tongue. Spread your cheeks for me. After I move in and insert my wet, fleshy taste organ, I want you to press your cheeks to mine ...

I want to make it juicy with my saliva.

I want to see what's under your skirt.

Spread your cheeks for me. I'm thinking of fucking your asshole with my tongue, and I want to see what I'm getting into.

Fuck my mouth, then fill it to overflowing.

I want to have fun with you. All night long and again in the morning.

Lick, lick, lick, lick, tongue-fuck, tongue-fuck, tongue-fuck ...

Let me re-lube that with my saliva.

My tongue wants to fuck you.

Me. In my cock.

I want to trace each of those veins all the way to the top, then do my best to swallow you.

Your cockhead looks delicious, too!

You're hot!

Now kiss me!

I'd tongue-fondle you.

Extra sauce on mine, please!

I would just let it happen.

My tongue: "I'm going in!"

I want to plunge my tongue into your asshole. 70-80 times.

Yes, please. But be advised, there will be payback.

Yes, because butterflies taste primarily with their feet.