Quin's body grew warmer and more melty at the attention Frances gave his dick even inside of him. His insides seemed to suck the growing tentacles in deeper, his ass being particularly greedy. Hips moving of their own accord the fox moaned as he grinned and nodded, his mind could hardly contemplate words at the moment. He brought his mouth to Frances' and set to kissing him deeply. The hot metal of his tongue-ring gliding over the inside of the other's mouth and dipping down his throat. Quin's hands groped and fondled at the soft flesh he was lost in before coming to toy at the nubs on Frances' chest. The fox's attention and awareness of Frances' breasts drew him from his mouth kissing and nipping his way down before latching his mouth onto the left nipple with a soft moan of pleasure. He went about lavishing the same type of attention on Frances' nipples and breasts in turn one would typically give to the head of a cock and balls. The hot metal in and around his mouth gently grazing over the supple tender flesh.