"I feel like wolfing down something, yes..." she giggled. "Of course, since we just spent so much effort getting clean, I think my meal will be 'au naturel'."<br/><br/>She got up off the bed, moving down to the foot end, and looked down on him licking her lips. "Mmmmm! While it would be lovely to do a spit roast, I'm too hungry to wait. So let's work with what we have."<br/><br/>She knelt down, and started licking his feet and pads, running her tongue over them gently. Then she moved forward and took them into her maw. She slid herself fporward over the foot board, and started gulping him down. He felt the familar feeling of his feet being squashed together in her throat, and his calves passing over the row of sharp carnivore teeth without being scratched.