Teffi could barely concentrate as the damp tongue began to trace up the peach of his bottom. As if that was not enough the soft bouncing of his little sack caused him to sigh in bliss. He felt himself hardening once again at the touch. But he focused on the tongue which drifted all around his cheeks and hole. The little pink muscle gave it squeezes whenever it came near before releasing to allow it to continue. Teffi enjoys it for five minutes straight until he decides it's finally time to show his "position". With that he grins and lifts a bit as his cheeks clench. They grip at his face with a seemingly unnatural strength. With that the soft flesh begins to wiggle and ripple around him; he is being absorbed into Teffi's butt!