<img alt="Image" src="http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/monstergirlencyclopedia/images/7/70/1414542689950.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width/549?cb=20141030032057"/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Sasara</span><br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/382202">http://orokos.com/roll/382202</a>m<br/>Result 13, devouration of Ambril fails!<br/><br/>“Mmm,” Sasara thrums, as her throat grinds Ambril’s bare legs together,<span style="font-style: italic">shluck</span>ing and<span style="font-style: italic">squish</span>ing around him in a tight, wet, intimate massage. The complex smoky flavour, unhindered by any hint of dirt… it’s exquisite, and distracting - but not so much as his nudity, his youthful, virile maleness.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"What ar-are...oohhh go-gods...what are you do...Mmm...ing...?!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Sasara’s eyes, her pupils reduced to dark slits in a sea of orange, stare incredulously. “Playing wif my food,” she mumbles around his legs and cock. “Thif likfes it,” she continues, as that eager member begins to twitch and stiffen in confused pleasure.<br/><br/>Indeed it should. For such a bookish man, the attentions of any female as pretty and well-endowed as Sarasa can’t have been common… no matter that those endowments probably came about from the casual digestion of men and women not unlike Ambril himself. For it is very, very clear that Sasara doesn’t consider him anything more than a meal, and if his friends don’t come to his aid, he can’t fight her off, or persuade her<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>to eat him, then he’s in very deep trouble, and probably soon deep and digesting in her tailtum.<br/><br/>Ambril claws his way backwards by his fingertips, and Sasara slithers forwards out of her hole, keeping him in her throat. There’s no escape. But it seems, between her sensual distraction and his struggle, there’s no certainty that he’ll be going down the dark, warm, wet hole currently, terrifyingly, suckling on his legs. Full, pretty lips he could normally barely dream of having on his body seem intent on sucking him down to a gristly fate… and thoroughly enjoying it.<br/><br/>As her reptilian hands work to divest him of his robe, Sasara’s tongue wraps loops around his cock, and slides upwards through their length, forked tip teasing and tasting his interestingly youthful, smoky-flavoured chest. “Mmmm,” she thrums again, clearly delighted, beginning to pull her tongue back into her throat, using his straining member almost as a handle to make swallowing him easier…<br/><br/>OOC: Swallowing will have to continue next round! What a terrible roll… good to extend the ‘fun’ though...