C*m in My Mouth

P***y. There isn't a taste bud combination greater than the flavor of a lady's nature... A guy like myself, I could eat pussy for hours at a time- and at a high skill level. I know a lot of ladies will hear me talk like this and shake their heads in disbelief; unbeknownst to them that there isn't another man in this world with similar attributes. Unbeknownst to them... that I would draw a picture on their c***s with my tongue and erase it with my lips.
The picture I draw is abstract beauty. It is a bunch of scribbly lines, x's, o's, and zig-zags. The portrait of an orgasm.
A few times I have begged women to let me taste them. Me knowing that by the time I'm done, I will have scrambled their lives.
A lot of people underestimate the power of the tongue. They think that the power lies within what words can be spoken and the impact of it... but that is not true. The power of the tongue stretches from the asshole to the clit- the power of the tongue- well, the power of my tongue allows me to show a woman which part of her body has never received the proper attention and the adequate amount of professionalism.
I eat pussy like it was my last meal. Like it was my first meal, lunch, snack, dessert, and vegetables. I eat pussy like a man gone mad- but happy once the first mist of orgasm leaks from her womanhood and dissolves with my saliva. I eat pussy so good, that sometimes women wonder if I have a dick or not- but by the time I've slid my dick inside her, she won't have any other thoughts except why have I been stroking her for 75 minutes straight without busting a nut yet.