The tiger seems to have other plans though, pressing his paw against Tamara's back as he slathers over the otter being worked into his jaws soaking even the back of the otter which is stretched out along the top of his tongue, the tiger presses Tamara in towards his wide open jaws. With a wet squish Tamara's breasts would press up against the otter's back leaving her facing the back of the tiger's maw where she could see the otter's head vanishing into the gullet. Then closing his maw up around the pair of them the tiger gripped the otter with his tongue and then started to draw her deeper inside, her shoulders soon pressing into the tiger's hungry throat filling it and offering Tamara a front row seat of the tiger's gullet working around it's meal taking it in with a disturbing and relentless pace.