You're looking a little dry, lacking hydration; are you thirsty? Would you like a beverage? Lucky for you, I'm in a gracious, giving mood. So why don't I fix you a drink? Taking a glass into my fingers, I part my lips and slowly let my sweat saliva slide from my tongue. A delicacy, something that will quench your thirst; but fuel your desire. Streams of saliva pour into the glass, finding your eyes unable to remove themselves from the seductive act of watching it ooze and drip. You, are squirming; desperate for a taste as I like my lips, my flicking tongue only allowing ... Show more