(fyi, gonna be taking a lot about wanting to be let out, so i just thought i'd let you know that i don't actually want that at any point when i say it)<br/><br/>I assume that being let out now is out of the question. i'm tempted to ask, i really am, but... i'd only been in a couple minutes, and she was very clearly enjoying this, so i shouldn't cut it short. I search my mind for something to say to her, but my mind goes blank, so i remain silent. the stomach is groaning loud enough that it's kind of hard to think, anyway. a quietly lean back, sinking a bit into the wet, fleshy walls. all i could do was wait for now...