Ride my Belgian (legitimately all the way from Belgium!) waffle and get an up close and personal view of me chewing and turning it into mush before swallowing it down. My bright red lips caressing the waffle as you get closer and closer to being inside my mouth as well. The sugary sweet mush covering my mouth and uvula as you watch me take each and every bite. The sound of every bite overwhelming your senses as strands saliva appear cascade down my mouth and disappear almost as quickly as they appear. Licking my lips and teeth it is ready for you to join the waffle below as the peristalsis ...

Ride my Belgian (legitimately all the way from Belgium!) waffle and get an up close and personal view of me chewing and turning it into mush before swallowing it down. My bright red lips caressing the waffle as you get closer and closer to being inside my mouth as well. The sugary sweet mush covering my mouth and uvula as you watch me take each and every bite. The sound of every bite overwhelming your senses as strands saliva appear cascade down my mouth and disappear almost as quickly as they appear. Licking my lips and teeth it is ready for you to join the waffle below as the peristalsis of my throat moves you down into my stomach. I gulp down some milk to wash down the waffle and you. My uvula moving in a dance as I let out a burp, a cough, and another burp. Playing with some strands of milk and saliva in my mouth. Ahh another meal finished.