Bitsa lets out a little sigh of utter contentment, his belly still occupied by the remenants of his last meal, another one sliding down his throat as he thought with perhaps a third lined up in the form of the delectable tigress... this ways the life. Murrrrring deeply his vibrations would continue to make the sound-track for the trio as he lay there comfortably, his gullet flexing under her hands and between her legs as it squeezed the otter down through the heated confines of the tiger allowing you to continue to see the otter's body slip by under your own and into the hungry throat, now working around her hips as the big tiger was fed.