Victor, not content with simply listening in on the whole affair, privileged himself to taking a peek from the cabin window. The embellishment with which she devoured her patients made him hopeful that his desired means of entry wouldn't be an all business affair. He understood that he was a frog in form, but perhaps the fact that he possessed a human mind might shine on Anavar's whiles. He could at least hope. He decided to hop back to the table while she was still recoiling as not to be absent when she came back. He knew exactly where he wanted to go and wasn't intending to take note of anyones objections.<br/><br/>" If I am the only one who shows a particular appreciation for you rear end, might I advertise that I have no problem with you taking your sweet time with my consumption while you're sorting out those who want to enter through the front gates of your body." Victor asked when it seemed that the elf was ready to continue with her task. He was already imagining the sensation of being slowly drawn into Anavar's tight hole, watching as her butt cheeks reached out farther and farther in front of him with each second as she stuffs fairies into her slit. It made him lose track off what was happening to him for a moment.