"Uweh!" Sarah shrieks as Ruby rears, wrapping her thighs around Ruby's snakehips and hugging her tight as she's lifted into the air. "Oooh..." she smiles. "It's high up here. The view's so pretty..." she says, gazing over the camp and jungle, then turning her lips to nuzzle behind Ruby's ear. "<span style="font-style: italic">Very</span>pretty..."<br/><br/>"Gurglemeisters are my girl-clan," Sarah explains. "We're the kind of girls who don't mind being eaten now and then, so we're pretty able to live in dangerous places," she smiles, "for awhile at least. What am I doing on your back," she wonders. "I should be in your stomach! You can't tell me breasts like these weren't fed on a steady diet of succulent girlflesh," she smirks, squirming against Ruby's back, the hot wetness between her thighs soaking her thin clothing, pressing tight against Ruby's skin.<br/><br/>"Ignore Sarah, we all do," Eowyn-the-pretty-centauress says, trotting up. "Just devour her if she's troublesome. She's a lot less noisy behind a stomachlining. Of course, that's exactly what she wants, but what can you do." She pauses, turning to address Alisa and Milly. "Thank you very much for helping us move. Feel free to make a meal of one or two of our girls, if it pleases you - not one someone's dating though, please."