Samantha pathetically wriggled as chris finally tucked her head and paws down in a great big gulp. His jaws stretched over his feline meal as he happily and slowly worked his maw over her. He felt so good, she tasted so wonderful, and for some reason, her wriggles felt... good...

Chris grabbed at Sam's cloth belt and tugged at her pants in order to ease her into his maw, slurping swallowing and suckling inch by inch of the poor meal into his gullet. he continued to let out little happy moans as he ate. Sarah's teachings really paid off, he was able to enjoy this meal greatly as his jaws reached her thin stomach.

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