For a moment, Jeza lay waiting for the explanation, only to feel the tip of Havoc's tongue exploring-- below. She gasped and blushed, but the sensations his tongue could produce were too good to deny him access. Relaxing, she lay back, rubbing her belly with her hands, exploring the shape of her drawn navel with the tips of her fingers, exploring the crease where her breasts lay against it. Giggling with delight she twisted a hair to the side, looking down the length of an arm to get a better view of him. "You know, that's going to be a much tighter squeeze, if that's your intention. I've never... used it for that before," she explained.