Go down and make me happy?

You find your gaze pulled straight to the pussy, soft and bare and offered up like an answer to a question you didn't know you were asking.

You feel the heat before you even get close, that particular warmth that makes your mouth water and your hands forget their manners. You want to take your time, but the way it's presented makes patience feel like punishment.

You already know exactly what you'd do. You'd go slow at first, just to watch the reaction, just to feel the tension build under your lips until slow stops being an option.