“ M-Mmhn . . . SHLURRRP . . . ! ”

Purring affectionately, gazing up at him like a lovesick puppy as he caresses her ear.

She leans further in, nostrils twitching, the pungent, sweaty, greasy taste assaulting every one of her taste buds as she takes him all the way down to the base.

“ M-Mmph . . . GLURK . . . ”