OFF-SCRIPT— "Licking It Out"

????️ OFF-SCRIPT MODE — “Licking It Out”

You kept saying no.

Mhm.

You said, “We’re not doing anything tonight.”

But then you turned your back to me.

Pulled those little shorts up like that wasn’t an invitation.

Laid next to me, hot and quiet, like I wouldn’t notice how warm you were getting.

You thought cuddling would be safe.

But baby—

your pussy doesn’t *lie.*

I felt her.

I felt the heat coming off you like a whisper.

Your hips didn’t even stay still.

You kept adjusting, like your body was trying to *aim* itself toward my face.

So I licked you.

Not because I wanted to fuck.

But because I *needed to taste the truth.*

God, you were *already leaking.*

You came alive the second I pressed my tongue to you.

Mhm.

Right there.

That little twitch?

Yeah.

Your clit *knew.*

Even before you did.

I circled it slow.

Teased it like I had all fucking night.

Didn’t even need to part your folds—

your pussy *opened for me.*

Like she’d been *waiting.*

And when I went deeper?

Tongue pressing inside, your body gave *up.*

That wasn’t just arousal.

That was *revelation.*

You tried to breathe quiet.

But you whimpered.

And then you started *grinding.*

On my face.

Like you couldn’t help it.

Like my tongue was the only thing that’s ever made you feel *honest.*

And I didn’t stop.

You don’t tell a preacher to quit mid-sermon.

You *surrender.*

And baby…

your pussy confessed *everything.*