He dips his head and kisses you, a long lingering touch of warm, salty lips on yours. His tongue begins to probe, and soon it seems to be heading down your throat. You ponder what else he can do with that tongue. His hand wanders across your belly, swirling around your navel before dwelling in your crinkly pubic hair. You can't help it, you're melting under his touch. His finger creeps into your slit, now moist with anticipation, and it probes there for what seems like hours....