Surely there was a scientific reason that Manuel was had his hand inside Sandra. And there had to be a reason Sandra was in this lamia's belly. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember either, and it was hard to think with the lamia caressing his dick. And Sandra's muffled but sensual moaning every time he moved weren't clearing his mind at all. He needed to remember though, because Sandra had latched onto his arm with an alarming grip and the lamia's powerful gulps indicated she wanted more than just his arm. If he could just end the experiment he'd be safe but between Sandra's inviting womb and the lamia's welcoming throat he was slowly losing his survival instincts. And making love to a goblin in a lamia's belly was definitely on his bucket list. Surely the lamia would realize he was mortal and spit him up. Surely.

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