The huge erection throbbed slightly in her hands, revealing his pulse and his arousal, and tasted salty and sour but somehow... meaty. While Dreg enjoyed the treatment, though, her awkward handling was far from what it would take to send him over, her small tongue and hands pleasant, but ultimately insufficient for his needs. Conversely, though, Dreg's tongue was thick and long, compared to a human's, and, not about to let Sindra get ahead of him so easily, he dragged his tongue-tip against the length of her arousal, taking in her taste before beginning to press it against her entrance to slip it inside her to taste her more directly, and to see how she fared in a competition of her own naming.