You are going to lick my leather. Every single part of my leather. You are going to worship me. You are going to stick your tongue out and lick the screen. Go on, do it, do it for me. You feel compelled to lick the screen. You crave me. You desperate for me. That compulsion inside of you is growing for me. You simply want to run your tongue all over me. Now do it, do it for me.