She bit my tongue, like the whole tongue, and I thought she cut a thick vein on the underbelly. It felt like it and I flashed worst-case-scenario tongue amputations and I complained about the pain for pretty much the rest of the night because I wanted a blow job, and when she finally swallowed the load my tongue felt instantly much better, pretty much like it never happened, and her breath always smells so good after that because my come smells like millions of fresh souls who don't know they are all going to die in a pool of stomach acid and the pope swears this is murder still, right? Come is meat, by the way.