<blockquote><div><cite>WolfFort wrote:</cite>Fort hears her, but is not going to take her luscious rump out of his jaws to talk.  He still is pushing forward forcing her rump towards the back of his throat, he laps at her sex savoring the taste while he still can. Still holding onto Babs's with his right paw, he now brings his left paw down and slips it under her firm left breast. Oh your going to be a wet one he thought to himself.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>(OOC: In case you're wondering, this was partly inspired by the awesome 'Gullet Virgin' two page comic by N Dofline, sadly no longer on this site. I would love to know if it's still posted anywhere.)<br/><br/>Babs was deep enough inside his mouth that she was being forced to fold up, knees against her breasts, squishing them tightly. However, Wolfort could still manage to grab a handful out from in front. Babs just gave a meep of pleasure. He could feel her puffball tail brushing against tonsils, but it was soaked enough with saliva that it didn't make him wamnt to sneeze. One foot was still resting on the bd, supporting her, but the other was waving about freely, and her arms were also stretched out in front of her.<br/><br/>"Oh yes... More! Push me deeper!"