A true Oralist relishes the idea of Kitty Licking. I make you feel comfortable with that subtle, enchantment in my eyez just before I descends. You feel the lightness of my lips, as they hover just above your glistening nipplets; of course, I glazed them over with just the right amount of that sweet, pungent nectar, that’s been oozing out of you as a result of my stimulating, finger play. As I slowly glides beyond the ripeness of your breast, you feel that all too infrequent tingling sensation, which tickles the nerves just beneath the surface of your thighs. Now, sensory confusion sets in-- is that sensation in your thighs, now in your stomach, racing down your legs, forcing you to arch your back? With my Gifted Touch, I found the combination of tactile responsiveness, artfully applied pressures, and that measured, sensual, stroke cadence, which forces your legs to part. And it’s here, where the Aphrodisiac of your Womanhood rises into my nostrils, driving me into a state of clit-oral fixation. "Spread it for me" I commands, and you use the delicacy of your fingers, to peel back those shiny, pink petals. You feel the shadow of my touch, caressing the outer aspect of your thighs; you feel my tongue tracing the images of delirium onto your labia (aaaaaahh). Your pelvis thrust to the rhythm of my gleeful slurpings, and the line between that which is hoped for, and that which is felt in this moment, becomes blurred. As my mouth forms a vacuum seal around your clit-oral hood, my entire mouth becomes your private servant, I lash praise upon your Divine `I`. Here in your

hedral, and in this moment, you know that I’ll serve no other Divinity as I serves you. And with your gentle touch, you caress the idea of `devotion` into my mind. You feel the fury of my talents, and moments later your body is convulsing with spasms. My Tip is ravishing your Tip, and in this instant--and in this instant only-- you freely surrender your naked, uninhibited, true `Self` to me. There is no withholding in you, for there is no withholding in me. Your thighs have closed around my head, like a mother’s embrace; your breathing becomes more labored; you hear strange sounds escaping from your throat and it startles you. Suddenly your eyez shut tightly, and with your nails keeping you from falling too far from reality, you score my back with the agony that culminates in your ecstasy. The explosion is deafening, and you struggle to escape my tormented kiss, but I refuse to release my locked lips. My tongue assaults your clit with furious flickering and the most pleasurable bites, and again, the dam bursts wide open. I swallows everything in you--including the misery that you yourself swallowed, from men who were far less deserving of the goodness you gave. And when I climb to press my mouth against yours, you feel the heat, you taste your own passion, and you come to the realization, that I wish you to know, how much good there is inside of you...and how deserving I am of it. Now if you feel this exotic passage has touch your soul, and want too experience the pleasure and have the feelings of libidinous. Then let this experience begin....