murring happily at the squimring inside my mout, giggleing as his legs and tail get slurped up into my mouth as well, taking the time to savuor the flavour, rolling him around with my tongue, not only covering my prey in my saliver but teasing him as well, turning back to watch my baby enjoy his meal, though sniffing curisuoly at a new scent, almost but not compleletly masked by the water*