“Whoa!” Her tongue retreats—leaving a glistening coat of her saliva on your pink head. Her head darts back to evaluate your response, she stares at your breathless expression for a moment before leaning back in and eagerly licking at the smooth bulb. Unable to tear your eyes away from your treatment, you prop yourself up and stare on as Dash goes to work. Her rapid licks slow a bit as she starts tending to your full length: starting at your base and escalating to your tip. 