The Merman, My Man
His dark hair spread loosely beside my head and blocked my gaze, keeping me in darkness.
I could feel his wet tongue slithering through my oxygen mask and slowly licking me on the forehead, between my brows, before coming to a stop over my lips. I cooperatively opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to extend into my mouth, while I slurped on it intensely. His tongue was chasing after mine, coiling and teasing, and soon began to stir the insides of my mouth, dueling my own tongue as he tirelessly danced within my oral cavity.