Rain

Rain...
Wet
Slick
Clean
Soaking


These are the things I think of while stroking you with my piano players. Your beautiful pink pearl pops out as I delight in the sight, the smell, the taste of it. I see you lil girl, pretty pink pearl. Come outta there!

Let me take care of you, give  you the attention you need, Take heed my hot, red tongue, for she is the one to soothe the fire that your desire is causing. The throbbing of that beautiful jewel, adds fuel to my hunger, I want your "rain" to pour like thunder!

CLAP!!

Legs collapse as you gasp for air as I give my Tender Loving Care to your aching down there...my pretty pink pearl, let your rain pour to the point that my tongue is of great soreness from the tightness of your juicy walls as they hold on to my tongue like you're using ben wa balls!

I want to stop, to release, but I aim to please, and this taste is sooooo appeasing to me I cannot help but continually ease your..aching...need to

Rain..