As much as I love talking about Serperior's warm, slimy throat pinning my legs together and about failing to resist the urge to buck my hips against her rising maw, inadvertently helping her get me inside where I'm at the mercy of her long, muscular body forcing me to twist and bend with each slither until she decides to let me out or add my body to her growing coils on her way to become a massive, fearsome kaiju snek...
The last thread 404'd like a day ago. We really ought to take a break first.
