Ersiab finally fit the last of Jon into her mouth and gulped him down. Due to her small size, it was a snug fit, but thanks to her stretchiness, it wasn’t uncomfortably tight. Jon was able to breathe just fine, and there didn’t appear to be any acids inside. It was just very soft, warm, and moist. The yellow dragoness creature then sat down and rubbed her belly contentedly. “Did you like it?” She asked.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>The pseudo-elf leans forward a bit more and plants a playful kiss on the back of Blue’s neck before beginning to push his hips forward, squeezing his manhood into the elf’s tight hole. His member is not exactly huge, but does seem to be on the larger end of the ‘average’ spectrum, and rather thick. Ersiab slides it in carefully, pausing every couple of inches to allow Blue to adjust gradually to the unfamiliar and possibly painful stretching.