<span style="font-weight: bold">Dridder (Ingarl) / Sniper (Phyrra)</span><br/><br/>Aviana’s words only make Phyrra squirm and grind more urgently against the dragoness’s thigh… and their effect upon the dridder Ingarl is no less profound, the spiderwoman responding with a single, powerful gulp that swallow’s both Aviana’s and Phyrra’s arms down into her throat, making the pair of warrior-women arch and bend. The dridder’s upper lip slide oh-so-softly over the back of Aviana’s head, whilst her long tongue slides down between the two, tasting their faces, tangling between their kiss - which only make Phyrra moan and squirm in excitement. Within moments, the pulsing of the dridder’s throat can be felt massaging the top of both drow and dragoness’s heads.<br/><br/>With your ears at the top of Ingarl’s throat, the furious screams of protest from the possessed drow can be heard far more easily - and so too can the eager gurgling of the dridder’s stomach as it works on its meal. You can feel Phyrra shift her weight, moving her feet onto the dridder’s tum, practically standing on it as she tries to climb up and into Ingarl’s throat, which only makes the howls of the possessed drow inside grow more vociferous as the weight forces her down into the pit of Ingarl’s stomach, where the acid pools more deeply and bubbles more aggressively… For her part, it only makes Ingarl moan louder, around her double-mouthful of dragoness and drow...