I'll wish you a good appetite before you eat my pussy

You're staring directly at a pussy that's been offered to you like a meal you didn't know you were starving for.

You feel your mouth water before your mind even catches up, the heat radiating off that body pulling you closer without permission.

You know exactly what you want to do first — use your tongue slowly, deliberately, until every breath above you turns ragged and desperate, until the thighs pressing against your ears tremble with something that has no polite name.