You are obsessed with my lips, my mouth, and my tongue. All you want for Valentine's are my kisses. You crave to feel my juicy wet lips all over your face and body. My perfect, pretty pink lips tease and deny you, reminding you I'd never kiss you. Every passing word from my lips makes you fall further in love with them. You worship their shape and shine. You pump your dick to the pump of my lipgloss and the smack of my pretty lips. You wish you could taste and feel my plump lips. You worship them as I leave kisses all over a plastic, see through plate. Purchase my plate of kisses because it's the closest you'll ever get to experiencing me kiss you.