Feign looks at his hands, realizing that one was covering his emerging erection.  "Um...  Yeah, I'm sure we could use this to come up with some kind of story...  All we need is that scientist to make a broadcast and tell the company that we're all dead."  He looks at Vega, his grin similar to hers.  "We-AAH!"<br/><br/>The sensation of Tamara's sudden penetration washes over Feign like a tidal wave.  for a second, it disorients him and he has to reach out to Vega to keep himself standing.  Before he knows it, his hands are on her waist.  Of course, his fully hardened cock is now quite visible to her.  His whole body is trembling a little and his breath is quickened almost to a panting as he looks up into her eyes.  "s-sorry...  I don't even know you but I feel-Ahh!"<br/><br/>He can't finish his sentence, but the look he gives Vega does a good job of asking 'please'.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Delilah is almost unaware of the sucking feeling around her.  The motion brings her hands up to her chest, and locks down just below her waist.  She imagines the little swallowing sensations around her legs carrying her juices into the naga.  Her hands squeeze and massage on her own breasts, also caressing and stroking on the two huge tongues playing with her body.  The rhythm of the two serpents starts up again, now it seems like the throat above her is working more frantically.  Instinctively, she can tell that the serpent above her is now the dominant one.<br/><br/>Her orgasm seems to just keep going, like echoes in a cavern.  She just rides the waves of it, as it seems like the whole world is having sex with her right in the middle of it.