<blockquote><div><cite>bubble_dragon wrote:</cite>"I'd like to think I contributed too. I thought it was pretty good too." stated Babs from the other side of Fiana. "Heck, it was awesome! Only a really skilled pred could have done it without choking, or crushing us."<br/><br/>She sat up and looked over the massive red bulge that was Fiana's abdomen. "I never met a guy who was willing to do something like that before, either. So you get props, Chris."<br/><br/>Fiana was having difficulty moving. "You were both very tasty, and very stimulating." She patted her belly. "Of course, the bed is a mess..."<br/><br/>"I can fix that... if we can get out of bed." said Babs. She herself did so, and padded over to her discarded clothing.<br/><br/>Fiana tried to move, using her arms and legs to roll herself sideways, but had limited success. "Uh... that maybe a problem."<br/><br/>Babs pulled an object out of her handbag. "No problem. This has more than one setting."</div></blockquote>Chris mumbled something incoherent to Babs' compliment, his mind not really fully back to working yet after that pleasure overload. He just lay there with his head on Fiana's belly, sitting up when she tried to roll herself over. "Oh, man. Do you need to move? I'm sure Ptricia can just..." He thought. "...clean it with...something." He tried to think of the correct Egyptian deity for cleaning up a mess of that specific type and failed. He peered at whatever Babs pulled out of her handbag. "Hell's that?" he asked, eyebrow raised.