Terry gave a slight wince as he noticed the tail wrapping around his legs tighter. His low body had begun to get wise to what was happening although his upper body was still pre-occupied with his meal. HIs legs tried to pull themselves apart as they were pulled tightly together. His legs were firm, but compared to the muscles of Celia they were rather childlike. His toes wiggled frantically, being the only part of his lower body that could move.<br/><br/>Terry's face showed he was still enjoying the sensation though. He was being wrapped up tighter, more snug, and the little gas bubbles made it seem like he was in a vibrating mattress. Although his legs instinctively tried to remain firm, his body told the muscles to relax and turn supple. He gave a little smile as Celia's head seemed to go under the table. He thought it best not to pry, for all he knew, Celia had simply drunk herself under the table.<br/><br/>Terry then turned back to Chloe, he delicately rubbed the back of his finger up her leg and in between her thigh, up her stomach and over her breasts where it came to rest beneath her chin, over the side of her face and through her hair. His tongue peeked out and flicked at the white creamy orbs. He then let go of Chloe's tail, letting her rest on the tip of his tongue as his finger continued to trail softly down her spine and ass. His tongue slowly receeded into his mouth where he again, probed the litle waitress, pinning her against the soft moist walls against her chees so his firm tongue could press against her chest, belly and crotch. He hummed, causing hi tongue to vibrate as he worked, occasionally sucking on the finger that had trailed the white mouse's body.