((Funny story...  No electricity at the apartment...  So I'm posting from campus...<img alt=":oops:" src="./images/smilies/icon_redface.gif" title="Embarassed"/>))<br/><br/>The feeling of Tamara's sex surrounds Feign as his head and shoulders slip into her.  There isn't a single thought in his mind about danger, though he wriggles around a bit, trying to help his sliding into the tigress's wet canal.  He wants to feel every inch of her sliding against his skin, to produce every ounce of pleasure possible.<br/><br/>As his chest slides in, his downy feathers slightly tickle her lips, before they're matted down and wet with her juices.  He realizes that his head is well within her womb and he licks and nuzzles at the edge of her cervix.<br/><br/>Even though his hands are much deeper than his head, he still can't feel the back of Tamara's womb.  Between the flesh of her womb and the densiity of the tangle around them both, Feign cannot see even a speck of light, though he can certainly feel around to get his bearings as he journys further inside.