Ancalagon purred as he pushed his tongue against Vorg's cervix, his rough tongue rubbing against her walls, and his purr traveled down and into her folds, further stimulating her. After another moment of tasting her, he pulled his tongue from her folds, and said, "Was that about what you wanted?"<br/><br/>His tongue flicked out to stroke her swollen clit, before she could reply, and he then moved up to lie underneath her, his cock rubbing against her nest. He licked the horns on her jaw, as he rubbed his cock against her needy womanhood, and murmured, "Ready?"<br/>