As his tongue  first makes contact with her nethers she stiffens and accidentally lets out a small moan.  She's able to keep silent after that, though his actions quickly bring her arousal almost high enough to overcome the fear still flowing through her.  As if sensing this, the large creature uses its tentacles to turn her and start to force her to her knees.<br/><br/>The action helps the fear gain a foothold again, but she allows herself to be lowered by her future mate.  Anticipating his next move, she leans forward and firmly plants both hands in the dirt of the tent's floor.  Bracing for what comes next, she hopes it won't hurt too much.