My divine saliva has conquered your thoughts. It’s an intimacy that’s understandable to daydream about, to yearn for. And this is merely the beginning. Every droplet that escapes my perfect lips ignites a desire within you—to kneel before me, mouth agape, hand on your cock, eagerly awaiting its arrival. Nothing else compares. The sight of my lips forming a pout sends a surge of adrenaline through you. You anticipate my drool, knowing that everything is perfect in those moments when you beg for it.
