It slipped back into the tank, full and sleepy, dragging its overfull belly lazily behind it. Milf sex There are worse things than to be crushed by sex itself, she thought, and as the snake gripped again ever tighter, her fingers were pushed back and slid and she couldn’t help herself; she would use the last breath in her lungs to come again, violently, blissfully, feeling the smooth, cool muscles against her blazing, soaking pussy. He’s only getting acquainted too. Then tomorrow, she would come in an surprise everyone with how far she had come seemingly overnight. Once removed, she let it puddle around her feet, admiring the soft yellow skin and vicious predatory snout. She stood eye to eye with the tank, gazing in at the magnificent serpent. She rubbed and rubbed and aaaaaah ahh- as the snake pushed the air from her lungs, her face relaxed, blissfully basking in the afterglow of a multiple orgasm session.
