Siamatsu Temple

Hearing her cries from my hand revitalized my focus somewhat, and seeing her so close I paused to exhale my hot muggy breath on her. She was able to smell deeper into my boiling stomach as I exhaled, before my lips bent to push up as she had feared, the darkness within the pink surfaces filling her view as my lips wrapped tightly around, and my enormous tongue began to wiggle around. Tauntingly pushing up against her face, and forcing Damian to watch from the gravity well I was forming.