Lakama emerged into what he guessed was Cuan's stomach since the tightness let up a bit. He went through a pool of what he assumed was stomach acid. He was still enjoying himself, since the scent of Kouta's cum was as rich in there as it was through Cuan's tailhole, until he felt a tingling feeling on his feet, legs and hands. That feeling quickly esclated to a burning that came so quickly Lakama yipped in pain. He patted on Cuan's stomach walls in a please-let-me-out way while trying to push himself up away from the acids.