How weird you are to obsess over Clown pussy! To dream of how I must taste... a pussy spun from pastel pink sugar... a lickable slice of candy floss you so badly want to worship with your mouth, for hours. Its a shame (for you!) I would never allow a human man’s tongue to defile my perfect candy cunt. You will never feel my Clowny wetness on your face. You will never lick up my cum, or feel it coating your face like so much liquid confetti. You can only stroke... bask in your denial... and wish wish WISH you could run away with the Circus!