She's a goddess, and he's her willing supplicant. Her pussy, a temple he's eager to worship at. "Eat me," she orders, her voice a sultry purr. He dives in, his tongue lapping at her folds, his nose pressing against her clit. She's wet, her juices coating his chin, her scent filling the air. He's lost in her, his world reduced to the feel of her, the taste of her. She grinds against him, her pleasure building, her moans echoing in the room. He's her slave, and he wouldn't have it any other way.