You've been so fucking thirsty for Me lately. I can see that desperate, needy hunger for My control taking over and let's just say I want to see just how much thirstier I can make that mouth for Me. We're going to play a little game. My spit is your trigger. You'll stroke slow, painfully slow, and the only time you're allowed to speed up is when you see Me spit. Keep that faster pace until it lands somewhere on My body... maybe My tits, maybe My stomach, maybe My ass. And when you see it drip down My delicious skin, I want you imagining how it would feel to crawl over, tongue out, and savour every drop off My body until there's nothing left.