<span style="font-style: italic">- It was very good. It's far different getting it through your maw, but as enjoyable,</span>she replies with a nod.<br/><br/>Tam churrs softly, caressing her mate's torso with oen paw, softly rubing his bellyscales, smiling as she feels some of his scales bulge and begins to open. The tigress-naga softly runs some digits through his hair as he leans on her chest, pressing her firm furred mounds against him, purring softly, her tail stretched around them, forming some sort of a circle, her tailend raising behind, forming some sort of a wall for them to lay against if they wishes.