You love My mouth. My tongue. My voice. My teeth. You especially love my spit. The sounds it makes, the way it tastes, you can’t get enough. Watch me collect my spit for you. Listen to my wet mouth sounds as Iick and smack my lips. Drinking water, swishing it around in my mouth, and spitting it back out. So wet and mesmerizing as I make the perfect little slave drink for you.

You would much rather drink water that came from my mouth, mixed with my perfect spit. Hearing it pour from my mouth gives you such delightful tingles, pushing you into a deep spiral, thinking only of my spit....

You love My mouth. My tongue. My voice. My teeth. You especially love my spit. The sounds it makes, the way it tastes, you can’t get enough. Watch me collect my spit for you. Listen to my wet mouth sounds as Iick and smack my lips. Drinking water, swishing it around in my mouth, and spitting it back out. So wet and mesmerizing as I make the perfect little slave drink for you.

You would much rather drink water that came from my mouth, mixed with my perfect spit. Hearing it pour from my mouth gives you such delightful tingles, pushing you into a deep spiral, thinking only of my spit.

How badly do you want to drink this all down?