She purrs softly, enjoying the feling of the big tongue grooming her puffed out fur. Tamata closes her eyes and just let his tongue works over her lithe form, long smooth strokes caressing her whole body in a much pleasurable fashion. It is not all day one get to get groomed by a tiger so much bigger, and it feels quite different than when she did it herself, or in the rare times she get to allow someone else to groom her. This tongue is bigger than her whole head, and one lap covers her chest whole or quite, for example. She kinda feels like a cub being tongue-bathed by one of his parents.