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Tongue Ring

People ask me all the time is a tongue
ring a fashion statement. I simply add no,
it brings pleasure and makes the
experience heaven sent.

I was told that it doesn't add any extra stimulation.
Baby once I'm done with you, you would have
sworn there was some type of penetration.

I have no complaints. In fact I was told to never
take it out. Because receiving oral with a vibrating
ring is what it is all about.

Up and down the base with my tongue while the ring
tickles your tip. Swirling, licking, and sucking not
forgetting to add all of the wetness on my lips.

Massaging with my hand to give extra satisfaction.
I have to make sure I keep it wet so that there's no
ruff traction. I'll have you telling me that skills is not
what I'm lackin'.

Don't worry I'll make sure pleasure is what I'll bring.
I'll even have you looking for me like you're a fiend.
So please don't sleep on me and my tongue ring!

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