"I'll like it. I swear I'll like it." "Let's find out for sure." Her tongue emerged, licking up and down his shaft, treating his length like a lollipop. Groan after groan left him, and she took that for approval. On her third upward glide, she fit her fingers around his base and her lips around the head. As she gloried in his flavor, her hand continued the erotic journey on his shaft. Her wings arced down and around, the tips stroking his sides. For the first time, she understood the joy of having him. Surrounding him like this, she forgot about the rest of the world. Only they existed. Only the pleasure.