"What do you mean,<em>not bad</em>?" Rose retorted incredulously, an eyebrow raised. "You obviously know nothing about wine, no- oh! - that tickles," she giggled as she first felt his tongue on her lips. Her laughter soon gave way to throaty moans as she appreciated his attentions very vocally. She leaned back breathing heavily, her hands on his head running through and clutching his hair, as her pink petals moistened beneath his tongue.