Suppressing all the urges that demanded he look was tougher than he thought, but it didn't matter. He was still a RowdyRuff Boy and RowdyRuff Boys are the toughest in Townsville! Boomer closed his eyes and extended his hand toward her. It took minimal probing before he found what he was searching for, still as wet as it had been before. Keeping his finger on her to make sure he would find it again, he leaned his face forward until a scent that could only be called 'feminine' tickled his nose. He had to be close, so he stuck out his recently busy tongue and continued forward until a wet part of him found the wet part of her. Once slight contact was established, he went in for a deep lick, parting her lips as his tongue ran from center to her clitoris. All in all, the trip took about fifteen seconds.<br/><br/>He couldn't help going that slowly. Not only was it hopefully prolonging Bubbles' pleasure, but he was enjoying the flavor of her. Being as shy as she was, he didn't want to tell her this because if he did, he knew she would pass out from embarrassment. But her pussy was absolutely delicious! She tasted kind of like powdered sugar, pumpkin spice, ginger, cinnamon, a hint of nutmeg and something else he had never had before. A complex flavor, almost certainly made up of more than one thing. Boomer had no idea what they were, but he knew all of them were something very...nice.<br/><br/>He wasted no time in going back for seconds, this time staying for a long serving of her.