Come, my little pet. Your addiction is apparent and you badly need a hit, a glimpse - better yet, a long slow session of worshipping and enjoying my delicious mouth, your favorite abusive substance. My red curved lips, my pink throat open to your eyes and the hint of sweet nectar that runs down my mouth and chin as I reach towards you with my tongue, letting you see it from every angle and position. You want my sensual mouth so badly that you can taste it. What a rush!