<span style="font-weight: bold"> Jess </span><br/><br/>Jess moans out lewdly from within the womb of her devourer, the fingers plunging into her flower, the hot muscled flesh all around her, squeezing and needing her, claiming her as Naomi's own. She shudders with fear and arousal as those slippery walls of the woman's pussy lap against her sides, pulling in her rear to rub their thick, hot juices all along her sensitive love button. She squirms and spasms, a mix of struggle and enjoyment. Her movements only seeming to entice the walls around her, to cause them to grip and ripple and pull. Sucking her up, inch by inch. Her breasts popping though Naomi's cervix, spilling into her womb to join the rest of her. She moaning out "Naomi, please-" gasping with deep arousal as every breathe would fill her lungs with the mouth watering scent of Naomi's loins "please don't!"<br/><br/>Jess, writhing, crying out as the pleasure of it all becomes to much. Naomi's fingers pulled from her pulsating tunnel, as she sprays one final offering of her taste onto those digits. Her orgasm wracking her body as her tensed muscles could never hope to truly resist. She pulled unavoidable into that snatch, legs, ankles, feet and toes all disappearing into the depths of Naomi's cunny. She forced to curl tightly inside her womb, locked in by the very cervix from which she recently entered. (this....is not so bad.) she thinks to herself despite her fears her desire to be free. It feeling oddly right, for she had always preferred girls....should she have to go, it would only be fitting that it be by a beautiful woman's nethers~ she muses, shifting into a more comfortable position. Weakened by her recent orgasm, she can only hope the woman did not intend to keep her.