Naturally, when you see my lips, you imagine yourself between them. Of course, you'll never be between my lips. But I'd rather eat you. My lips are full, beautiful, and unique. Imagine them devouring all that you are. My lips have such a lovely color. Imagine that my hands are touching your face. And all you see are my beautiful lips. Imagine them kissing you. Doesn't that feel good? It feels wonderful when I am kissing you all over with these beautiful lips. So plump. So round. Ooh. Oh, fuck. Just insert yourself between them. Find yourself searching in my mouth. I am searching for your soul. Between my beautiful pink lips. Kisses upon kisses. You could only imagine what it would feel like to be there—to be that special person between my lips. But for right now, it seems to be a distant, undeserving fantasy. Right. I wonder how delicious you'll taste if I shrink you down. Why don't you look into my eyes so that I can intrude on your mental space? When you're looking into my eyes, stare deeply. In about five seconds, you're going to go into a deep rest. I'm going to shrink you down to a little morsel of yummy man food. And I'm going to devour you inside those same lips that got your cock super hard. Those are the same lips you've always pictured yourself between. I open wide! This is a reminder that you are food.