Katelyn swallows once more, taking in the last of the bread with just Clara's head outside her lips. Her throat pulses gently against the breasts inside, giving her whole body a gentle massage.<br/><br/>Artair squirms and writhes about happily, his erection starting to throb and spew more pre-cum as he nears his release.<br/><br/>Sorbet nods. "I won't feel any pain no matter how you eat me," she replies. "You can use the spoon if you'd find it normal."