Time's ticking, and Mistress Larentiah's pussy is flooding the room with her sweet, musky nectar. Her submissive, on his knees, is on a mission to lick it all up before the squirt washes it all away. He's relentless, his tongue flicking out to meet each trickle, his lips pursed to suck up every last drop. She watches, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire, as he works, his dedication to her pleasure evident in every lick. The race is on, and he's determined to win.