Titania closes her eyes as her hands plays with her breasts, a soft moan escaping lips that was joined by a hint of surprise as her amble breasts fill her mouth.  The wetness, the warmth against her body, her hardened nipples rub against the woman's tongue and mouth.  With half open eyes she sighs a pleasant sigh as she feels her lips around her neck, her toes curl slightly and once her head is inside she closes her mouth, her long hair and arms lingering between her lips until all of her slides down into Freia's awaiting stomach.  Titania squirms in there as she settles, the warm fleshy walls of her stomach, the darkness, and wetness caressing her into her place as Freia's dinner.  She curls up, slightly awaiting that part where she will cease for a time, nourishing the woman that had her. Her fingers sliding against her wet body.  She silently hopes that she was a delicious meal to her.