Alan was looking into Night's mesmerising, demonic eyes. She had continued to play with him as she swallowed and now he was engulfed up to his chest he couldn't move much other than his arms. As her lips slowly eased up to his neck he could feel her tongue still playing over his nipples. Though he couldn't see, Malice was making a meal of his wife's tits. He could hear it, though. Lauren had very sensitive nipples and from her series of sharp moans he guessed she wasn't far behind him in terms of being consumed. 'Being consumed!' - the thought was pretty incredulous - even more so from the fact that they were both obviously enjoying the process! Alan came again, as did Lauren - very noisily. Neither of them had seen the wolf, though their diners had appeared to make some kind of signal. Then they heard a sizzling sound and the smell of onions frying. 'Funny' Lauren thought to herself, 'now I'm feeling kinda hungry'. She smiled as Malice finally sucked in her tits. Now the two humans were just hapless heads in the mouths of the two slathering daemons. There were going to be no more stops on this journey.