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The TongueClay's captivating green eyes close slowly as he leans forward, licking up every drop of the fluid. His long pink tongue twists and throbs as it snakes luxuriously in a circular motion. "It tastes so good..." He moans, lapping up the smooth liquid hungrily. Droplets of white splatter messily onto the area around his mouth, coating his plump bottom lip completely. "I'm glad you like it so much," you reply softly, looking down and watching him intently. "I'm definitely enjoying the view." Raising your arms above your head, you stretch slowly. Your breathing quickens as his tongue begins thrusting into the creamy liquid. Pleasure-filled groans fill the room as his pace grows faster and faster. With a final lick, he growls loudly and you jump, drawing in your breath. Standing up next to you, he plants a wet kiss on your waiting mouth. "Mmm... Baby. That soup was delicious," he whispers, his eyes laden with fulfillment. "Please make it again."
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