I never tire of your naughty bits . . the many views of you . . each view is a memory and a wish . . and so I slide my head under your spread legs and watch your soft nether lips descend to me. You feel me blow kisses and know you are close . . I lift to lick your cleft . . little thrills emanate from your center . . . heat rushes up and out . . . you drop the last inch and I reach up to hold your thighs . . my tongue gives you a deep french kiss . . cum for me give me all your juices . .