Jamir struggled now he was getting frustrated, and he was drained of his energy trying to wrestle in futile with the massive pink tongue. "S.totop..you fucking crazy bitch"  He was still screaming out vulgarities, if he was going to die, he was going to die cursing like a sailor. However the tip of the tounge was rubbing against his genitals, strangely enough he felt himself getting harder, despite the fear<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>felt good,