My tongue never tires, and I will prove that to you. I will start at the base, slowly running my tongue upward, feeling you swell with every movement, your skin growing hotter, you beginning to grip the sheets from just this sensation. I will lick you completely — from base to tip — without stopping, without pause, without hesitation. When I reach the tip, I will linger there for a moment, circle it with my tongue, savouring the taste that only grows sweeter, then move back down, repeating the circle again and again until you begin to gasp from this movement. You won't know when I will stop, but I won't stop — I will keep going, speeding up, making my movements deeper, greedier, until you feel your orgasm is already inevitable. And when you come — you will come right into my mouth, from my tongue, from how I licked you to the very last drop. I won't stop even when you come, because I want to feel your pulse slow under my tongue, how you tremble from every movement, too sensitive, too mine. With me, you don't just come — I lick you clean to the very end.