Every single inch of his body shudders as his nose slides between his love's succulent lips. He tucks his head down and lavishes the entire length of her lips with his tounge. He can feel every petal happily unfurl as he is drawn in. He presses his cheeks against the stretching skin as it slowly envelops his head. He purrs loudly, feeling her muscles bear down around his jaw, quivvering in excitement as he lavishes every single curl and bump as she slides him in.<br/><br/>He can't help but curl his hip down and quickly swallow Tamara's head. Two of his hands reach down and press against the swolen scales enveloping her. White the other two carefully squirm their way in between his chest and her belly. Happily finding thier way around her growing appendage that quickly fills his hands. His thick fingers intertwine with all of the warm fluids surrounding them and gently massage her right at the base of her bellyscales and up her shaft. He curls his body, just trying to see if he can lean down and scoop her shaft into his mounth, but it is far too late for that and he realizes he is already in far too deep.<br/><br/>All the while, he leans to his left, making it easier for Tamara to stretch around his shoulder and then the other. His heart racing, he nuzzles and murrs happily inside the warmest part of her. With a big slurping kiss onto her soft innermost skin, he curls his chin down, and presses his snout firmly against his coocoon, lavishing in every tiny contraction and pulsing heartbeat. His tounge licks and dances with each nuzzle of his cheek, making sure that Tamara continues to squeeze down around him in one wonderous orgasm after another!<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The little otter smiles and lifts his arms, letting himself get easily lifted into the very occupied serpent's coils. The smell of arousal, sweat, and heat is enough to send him right over the edge, however as the large smiling tail looms closer. He reaches out and gives it a warm pet along its cheeks. He kisses her tail's snout and gently rubs across her lips until they slowly split apart and his eyes with a sight of dripping wet pink folds that look like they would have no trouble devouring him in one gulp.<br/><br/>He smiles and shakes his head a little, muttering quietly, "Remember what you studied." He guides her snout to roll over onto her side, and carefully he plants both hands onto the roof of her maw. The two large and very soft meaty pillows adorning the roof of her tail's maw give way to his fingers as he reaches up and gives them a firm massage, knowing full well that this spot is a very pleasurable one that if massaged just right, would bring the lamia to a voracious moment of extacy. And with the breathtaking sight on the other side of the small pile of scales and skin, he can't wait to be next.