Moxi at Gullet

[19:29]*Moxi Gave a little wiggle in anticipation as the button popped, little fingertips slipping forward to drag the sides apart, opening up his jeans as she leaned down to pinch her lips over the slightly tented fabric of his underwear in a warm pinch and tender suckle. Popping off with a little sly smile "you know I could go with a drink~" she offered feeling a little cheeky. She might as well get a free drink out of this too
[19:38]*Deetz_Meerkat would be quite fine with buying Moxi a drink. Afterall, it's the least he can do. But for now he just leans back and lets Moxi do her thing. The meerkat stretching his legs out under the table as that hand that just opened his fly moves over to rest on her head. Deetz looks around for a staff member, hoping to order two beers.[19:48]*Moxi Gave a soft smile against taught fabric as a hand rests on her head, discreetly working out the plaything beneath the table. All the onlookers would see is the electric blue hair messed and tussed between fingertips. And the slow bob and play of the doberman's head between the Meercat's thighs[20:02]*Deetz_Meerkat lays his head back as as Moxi plays with is member. Deetz rather enjoying this club already as the doberman goes to town between his thighs. He shifts himself to both accommodate Moxi's new position at his lap and to fix the slouch that's formed a he laied back against the bench in his relaxation. As he gets comfortable his free hand would slip down onto Moxi's shoulder, the meer letting it slowly scratch through her fur as it made its way to her rear.
[20:11]*Moxi Gave a slow giggle as a hand tickled backwards of her lower back, crawling forward, more over his lap as her tummy dropped to arch her backside a little further upwards, bringing her bottom closer to him from how she was draped into his lap from the left, even if it did hunch her more over his central point. Working over him a little more excitedly now she was just, getting into the rhythm of things. Tongue scooping down to lick and press the Meer against the outer thigh with a slow, drag of a lick. Body wiggling, looking up a little playfully over the table, chin lightly matted with saliva, taking in all the new people in the room with a childish smile, before she dipped down once more under the table
[20:19]*Deetz_Meerkat moans out as Moxi's tongue does wonder between his legs, the meer's hand sliding back to grope at that arched back and the squeeze over her rear. As she pops her head up the meerkat sighs in pleasant content, glad this club allows for more "naughty" things as he lets his hand slide down more till his fingers are pressed up against between her thighs. The meer's hand on Moxi's head slowly bouncing to help her keep a good rhythm to maximize his pleasure.
[20:29]*Moxi Blushed, tongue curling around his head as he squeezed her ass. Hand on the back of her head giving a push, starting to encourage her bobbing. Gliding that now wet crown along her tongue and upper lip as she went down upon him proper. Head bobbing up and down over the level of the table, now giving any onlookers no argument as to what was going on down there. Little tushy wiggling at the slide and explore of his nand[20:33]*Deetz_Meerkat grit his teeth as his hips thrust lightly into her mouth, the meerkat's wandering fingers beginning to slid into her folds as his own body begins to react to the pleasure going on under the table. A blush forming over his body as his fur begins to stand on end. a soft moan escapes his lips as his hand on Moxi's head encourages her to bob faster to coax his coming orgasm.
[20:40]*Moxi could feel it in his throbbing and twitching. head dissapearing from onlookers sight for a moment. The poor meercat would be treated to a restrained little gag and splutter, the dobie's muzzle canting off to the side to get a neat angle, pushing herself down upon him as that tipdropped intrudingly into the back of her throat, gagging softly around him as she suckled on that member. Hips dancing into his palm a little eagerly. Eyes watering [20:47]Deetz_Meerkat: The hand on her head suddenly stops her. Slowly pulling her off his member before he cums. "Oh, no. Not yet he says before letting his other hand slide out of her slit. The meer rubs his fingers together at the slickness of Moxi's cum, smiling to himself before suddenly grabbing the doberman by her hips and flipping her upside down, her head still hanging at his cock as he quite quickly stuffs her feet into his muzzle. The meer's tongue savoring over her flavor as he quickly begins to swallow her down. Just as quickly The meerkat has her thighs falling down his throat though he stops swallowing as her head gets back into perfect position. With a gesture he points at his cock as if to say "Get back to sucking" as his other hand holds her in place.[21:06]*Moxi Gave a confused murrmur as she was pulled upwards off of that member, glancing up a little. However he gave her mo such time, hands on her hips making her blush, and murrowl playfully, but she miss understood his intention. And never ended up bent over the table. Squeaking with a little uneasy groan to the sensation of feet sliding across his tongue, then her ankles. The odd sensation of a slipery, warm hold grasping her feet and pulling with such, prior-unexperienced force. Dragging her boddily upwards as she fell chest first against his stomach. Cheek pressed against his tip. A little dumbfounded to suckle just yet! met with a perilous position![21:13]*Deetz_Meerkat sucks a little more of her down, the doberman's thighs getting slurped up into that hot muzzle as she's pulled upwards. The meer's tongue snakes across her thighs, soon pressing against that moist slit of her as he licks up her flavor onto his tongue. The saltyness adding to the flavors of the doberman all ready in his mouth. Again the meer points down at his member before taking it in his hand to lean it up towards her, the meer smiling around her as his tongue presses into that slit of hers.[21:17]*Moxi Gave a slight yeowl. the thighs starting to feel the heat of his maw's grasp, her lower legs starting to feel the crunch of the tightness of his gullet! Legs squeezed together, feet crossed over and pressed flat, to point down the path of that throat. The point to his cock making her look once again, maybe if she did a good job, he'd keep her around to do it again, casual oral had become, well, very serious oral. As the meer's tongue found her mons in a teasing lick. Reaching down, grasping his cock at the base. A little sense of urgency as her tongue caressed and curled the crown into her tender soft lips. [21:27]*Deetz_Meerkat bucked up into that awaiting mouth as Moxi rekindled her efforts at his cock. The meer's tongue also pressing tight onto her sex. Looking over her figures that he can get a few more inches of the doberman into him without sacrificing his blowjob and with a small swallow sends more of her towards his belly. The lump in the meerkat's throat fills as her thighs start to squeeze into his throat, but now that that sex is closer to the hot breath of his mouth the meer's tongue is able to push into Moxi's folds. Deetz moans out as her flavors fill his mouth and moans even louder as his member is sucked in the process. Deetz's snout presses against her rear as his hands cradle Moxi's shoulders, supporting her so she can freely go to work on getting a cream filling.
[21:47]*Moxi squirmed as that maw slipped up a few more inches. Whining in a little worry that she wasn't doing a good enough job, re-kindled efforts to impress as she tried to squirm down further onto that shaft. Tongue rolling around it, swirling around the head, cashing in on that unique position of being draped top down. The hot breath pouring against her sex making her jerk and squirm in odd arousal for such a situation. Moaning around that cock-tip as she felt that nose so teasingly invading her space as his muzzle came up to her plush, full rump and hips. Using her tender ips to pinch and play on the very tip of that meer-glans~
[21:57]*Deetz_Meerkat smiles around the Moxi's legs as his tongue curls then dips deeper into her sex, a moan rolls out over her flesh as he comes closer to orgasm. That wandering playing tongue of the doberman causing the pressure in the meer's loins to build again as he lightly presses his teeth into her skin. Deetz' hips buck upwards as he bends himself over to press her deeper onto his shaft. With the strongest buck yet into her mouth the meer's cock bursts forth it's sticky prize, shooting seed into her muzzle as he keeps her mouth down around his shaft so she can take it all in. The meerkat snorts out in pleasure as he's emptied onto her tongue, the wave of euphoria washing over him as he slowly pulls her off his member, his tongue pressing deeper into her folds to reciprocate the feeling.[22:01]*Moxi Gave a gag, salty seed making a splash over her tongue as she cringed at the taste of cum, never really having gotten used to it trully. pulled upwards and off that spurty cock, she had the delight of catching one of those sticky ropes across her face, stranding from muzzle to cheek. Panting as she drooled a little down her chin, trouble of being upside-down with a mouth full of it. Forced to swallow with a face that showed such disagreement with the flavour. However her head was still swimming. She wasn't too far behind the meercat. The heat pounding at her legs from being inside of him, the constant press of a tongue againt her mons, his breath around her hips and thighs. The draped woman was soon squirming at the hip. On the verge of climax[22:11]*Deetz_Meerkat swallowed again, sucking that lovely rear and hips into his mouth. Now with truly free range towards her sex the meerkat plunges that tongue fully in, his lower lip tickling at her clit as her lust dribbles out around that wet muscle. The roof of his mouth grinds down around her rear as his lips seal around her waist. The meerkat's now mostly limp cock lays flaccid against his thigh as her droll drips down around it, his own saliva leaking out around her to moisten her fur down her back and belly as his hands move from supporting her shoulders for his blowjob to holding on to her breasts, his fingers tweaking and playing with her nipples to encourage her own orgasm.
[22:22]*Deetz_Meerkat swallowed again, sucking that lovely rear and hips into his mouth. Now with truly free range towards her sex the meerkat plunges that tongue fully in, his lower lip tickling at her clit as her lust dribbles out around that wet muscle. The roof of his mouth grinds down around her rear as his lips seal around her waist. The meerkat's now mostly limp cock lays flaccid against his thigh as her droll drips down around it, his own saliva leaking out around her to moisten her fur down her back and belly as his hands move from supporting her shoulders for his blowjob to holding on to her breasts, his fingers tweaking and playing with her nipples to encourage her own orgasm.[22:30]*Moxi Was already on the verge of orgasam, the full, uninhibited penetration from his tongue was enough to send her over the edge before he even began toying with her suspended chest. Her claws, dulled from filing, raked harmlessly through his thighs as she cried out in bliss, her ass trying to arch and squirm, trapped by his jaws her upper body writhed instead, built up energy needing to go somewhere as she came panting against his tongue. Whimpering as the roof of his mouth pressed against her bottom, squeaking a little as she reached for his flaccid cock, palm trying to coax, caress. Wanting to give him more excuses to keep her around. To work her way out of this mess. Panting quietly "Nhhf~ d-did I not do good?"[22:36]*Deetz_Meerkat would want to grin. To tell her she did just perfect. Instead he simply swallowed. The doberman's thighs getting squeezed into the tight throat along with the explosion of juices that now sat on his tongue. The meer felt Moxi's hips push down into that tight throat as he continued swallowing her down, soon his lips worked their way up her waist, letting her sink down to her bellybutton in his muzzle before he swallowed again. The lump in his throat grew as her rear pushed it's way into that tight squeeze, her legs pushing down deep into his stomach as the meer's belly began to distend and accommodate his new meal.[22:45]*Moxi squealed softly, dobe ears flatting. Looking around to onlookers for aid that wouldn't come, the sensation of her ass sliding through the opening to that gullet making her head spin. she had been swallowed down past those hips, dobe-ass gliding along the curling tongue to further bulge her predators throat with her wide mutt-hips.
The throat wasn't a slip and ride either. As more of her body, and indeed her waist now began to slide and be violently pulled and pressed into the greedy meer gullet, it was realised to be tight and uncomfortable, squeezing at her with it's hard, ridged walls. Pushing and dragging her downwards in constant press. More than half her body submerged with the lover turned unlikely predator, the uncomfortable and 'pressing' heat was also making her dizzy, foggy and mind-addled. Heating up beyond what would be healthy for a body. Feeling like she was being slow cooked in an oven of slick, slippery flesh almost feeling the urge to squeak 'Teeth!' now and then, especially as they tickle her stomach. Light pressure making her gasp. Both hands trying to prevent her decent now, pushing fruitlessly upon the gaped muzzle, one hand against his lower jaw, the other mirroring the position on the upper. She felt the pooled saliva around her toes suddenly seep away, indeed the toes themselves slide right on through the wall they had rested against, Realization dawning as she gave another desperate wail. Sliding only deeper despite her resistance. Entering the meercat's stomach as fast as he could swallow her now[22:52]*Deetz_Meerkat reached up, his hands grabbing her to hold them aside while his tongue snaked out to lick along her belly. Another swallow. That tongue played and danced on her breasts, licking those sensitive orbs and getting them slick for their own decent. Another swallow. The meerkat's belly pressed outwards as her hips pushed past his throat, the meer's head now raised high as Moxi was lifted to the sky and her hand tucked into the meerkat's jaws. Another swallow. The dobe could feel his tongue on her neck, Deetz' breath washing against her chin and over her face as her arms were squeezed into that tight throat of his. Perhaps she'd feel a tingle on her feet as his digestive juices prepared for their work, Deetz himself almost not fitting in that booth that they occupied with his stomach now distended out to accommodate her. [23:02]*Moxi gasped, struggling. He made short work of the doberman. Swallowing her down with an eagerness that had her swearing under her breath. It was at the moment when a crafty twist of his maw caught one of her hands, and soon had her left arm swallowed to her elbow, that she was coming to the crushing terms that she wasn't going to get out of this one. Consumed by the club's vicious reputation. As that jawline suckled upwards, her lower legs curling into his gut and his lips gulping and teasing at her chest she let out a little timid whine, free arm waving a little for assistance, knowing it wouldn't come, having already seen a few eyes watching with morbid arousal at her peril. As breath huffed up around her face and muzzle she gave a final little squirm. Tingles of acidic future begining to move up from her toes, submerged in chyme, creeping worringly up her calves and thighs.
Doberman's last words were fittingly, a crude 'O-oh Fuck..." as his lips flowed over her own. Sealing off her muzzle, all that remained outside of those hungry lips was an arm and curling fingertips
[23:10]*Deetz_Meerkat swallowed one more time, feeling her shoulders and head push down into his throat. The meerkat watched as her waving arm was slurped down with her. As his belly distended further the meer's tongue whipped across her palm, licking that last bit of dobe flavor he was going to taste. The bulge in his throat slowly drifted downwards, the tight muscles aided by peristalsis that rippled around the dog and pushed her into the awaiting stomach. Deetz reached over for a napkin when he was through, the last of Moxi passing through his lips and into his stomach. Wiping his mouth of his saliva then his cock of cum he tossed it onto the table. "I believe you wanted a drink after this was done." he'd taunt his food. Reaching for a beer that had been set on the table. The meerkat drank, chugging it down onto Moxi and washing away the last of her flavor from his pallet. Inside the 'kat his belly grumpled and groaned to life, the churning of the organ pushing against Moxi's body and working those slick juices into her fur.
[23:16]*Moxi trying to push her hands out on the walls of the gullet cramming and guiding her down with tender force. Her arms trapped against the tightness of the gullet at the elbow, unable to flex and resist, compressed together by the clench of the meercat throat. That bulge visible in his neck slowly slipping down, as what evidence of her consumption now slides past that collarbone. She feels her chest and shoulders begin to push through the opening, not long after followed by her head and the slow slip of arms. Before around her finger, her entrance closes up behind her forever. That wail unheard upon the surface, her struggles short and futile, The first few pushes to the spongy walls only tiring her, her hands pushing into those absorbent, flexible walls and slowing, soon suffering retaliation as a contraction of the stomach compacted her, tucked her over, and left her dazed and disoriented
[23:27]*Deetz_Meerkat set the glass down, having drained it of it's beer, with a smile on his face the meerkat lay upon the bench, only his belly peaking over the table as it distends and retracts with the movements of the Dobe. Deetz' hands rub at his stomach, filled to capacity as a symphony of sounds erupts as it works his prey. "You were good food." He says, not sure if Moxi can hear him over the rumble of his stomach as it works her over. Inside the juices have begun to pool around Moxi, the tingle of their work turning to a burn as it eats into fur and flesh. Even the juices that have worked their way into her fur would have started their job, the churning of his stomach pulling away more fur from her with each press against her skin. The meerkat holds in his burp, wanting to keep her with at least enough air that CO2 takes her rather than straight asphyxiation. Really that's the better way to go. Less painful, than gasping for air that isn't there. Still as the minutes tick away the painful churn of his belly will eat into her flesh and muscle as the meer's body works to turn her into protein and energy to build his body stronger.
[23:36]*Moxi cried out, not how she'd expected the evening to go. From going down on a new friend, to filling the belly of a triksy predator. Body deep in rank smelling chyme and yeasty beer, the latter smell drowned out by the arcid scent of his churning gut. Rolling up against her face with fowl, audiable gurgles and bubbling. Burning toes making her hiss with a sharp curse, blashpeming with her lips and face crammed up against the firm, leathery wall of his stomach lining 'g-gods it burns' she whimpered, to the stomach alone, to quiet for any being to hear. The soft, albino, silver white fur becoming sodden with filthy digestive sop. Soon the fur sloughed from her frame, unable to see in the pitch dark, but the exposed flesh, so smooth with such fierce hair removal, was red with irratation, burning, acid eating away at her. Dizzy as she slowly began to feel the effects of the oxygen deficient, acidic air, dull claws rolling of the lining harmessly, begining to sag further and further into the rolling soup[23:46]*Deetz_Meerkat's digestive soup filled more of his belly, stopping only from the air that was left in that chamber but still deep enough that Moxi was mostly submerged. As minutes turned to half hours those acids would eat away at the dobe. Soon they would break deep enough skin to hit an important artery as Moxi was churned and processed. Deetz lay on his bench still, hand on his belly waiting for her struggles to cease. When he no longer felt movement in his stomach the meer would open his mouth, a mighty burp emptying that chamber of air. Inside his belly his stomach would continue to work for hours, sloshing off that muscle and meat and slowly digesting it into a thin paste that his body would use to power him tomorrow.
[23:54]*Moxi Gave a desprate little gasp, taking in the breath, but no longer any oxygen, slowly working her own exhales back through her system, more and more as her breath became more desprate, more raged, the sensation of her skin breaking upon her lower body, fur sloughing from her shoulders, beginning to break up into the soup she would soon become. Webs between her toes the first to really go. Eyes watering with the pain. Dulled as she burned through the last of the oxygen in his gut very quickly after that streak of panicked breathing. It'd be less than a minute, seconds even, before her oxygen deprived brain quietly shut down, a blackout she'd never wake up from. With the large burp, rolling forth from the meer's stomach, the chyme and juices rose up to fill the vacum left by the pushed out breath. Rolling up over her muzzle and ears, becoming submerged in the digestive pond. Pushed at, rolled over, ground between leathery walls. Breaking up over the next few hours to resemble nothing like the silvery white doberman that had entered