OOC: Chris's desperation, not mine. :3 He's a fairly normal person, who doesn't really grasp the whole vore idea, but is slowly adjusting. Diiiiig?<br/><br/>Chris licked any excess cake off his lips and burped slightly. "Mmmh. That was good." He stood back up, hands on his hips, stretching forward. He grinned back at Fox. "Yeah, well, I've been told I'm good with my tongue." He moved forward and bent her over slowly, teasing gently against her opening. "But that I'm better with this."