Wouldn'cha like to give him spitty all-over licks?

Such a fine specimen of maleness! - the colour of a coffee with just a drop of milk in it. All shiny - and muscle-y, certainly, but nowhere near pumped up to parody level like some guys get. And such an enviably flat stomach as well, with a belly-button which invites a wash-out with my tongue as rag. Come over here and plonk your nut-brown bum directly onto my face, and let me fockin' lick you shitless, you hunky beauty!

The spirit of my tongue urges me to don pith helmet and k.d. so eager it is to embark on a safari-type exploration of his body, searching out every fold, crevice, cleft and hole - plus any bush or 'forest' it may find. If I get a sense of his receiving pleasure when passing over any particular location I'll linger there for just as long as he wants.
After making a full and comprehensive survey of his physical attributes, as a climax I'll attend to his 'liquorice stick' - licking, sucking and nibbling gently on the raspberry pink nob-end of it, in the hope that it may coax out a gush of his warm, thick, white cream (from wherever it is he keeps it). What a fine crowning success to my safari expedition that would be! 😋