Phry giggles as she eyes David’s naked body up and down. She then hops down and walks up to him. Standing upright, her head is about level with his waist. “Why don’t you just sit down and let me take care of you for starters?” She asks as she moves closer and begins to lick the tip of his dick. Luckily, her tongue is nothing like a cat’s tongue. Rather, it’s slick and smooth, allowing it to glide easily over his member.