>>75888635Honestly, It's more about really sweet love making with her and having her gentle femdom me but I've put some thought into this:
I still think about what it would be like to have Layna shrink me down and play soft-vore games with me. Maybe she could have me do rigorous exercise on her table and stir me around in her food to see if she can taste the faintest hint of my sweat? I can't stop thinking about how hot it would be to watch how much more pleasure she would experience from eating in this context.
The expression on her face and how she'd close her eyes and sigh and moan with pleasure at each mouthful as I look up her looming over me as shifts back and forth in her arousal while staring at me. My heart hammering in delirious, fearful anticipation. Until I'm the only thing left in the bowl. Her scooping me up in her spoon and tipping me into her mouth, letting me sit on her tongue and feeling her deliciously smouldering breath over my body as I put on the harness. If all went perfectly she'd belch then, the sound making me shudder with delight as I'm be enveloped in the pure, sweet, heady vapors of her healthy digestive process. Thrilled almost to madness, would I be able to keep myself from crying out as her luscious tongue slides me to the back of her throat and I feel her closing around me and pull me down into her?
Sliding feet-first into darkness, subjected to a harrowing descent where all I can feel and hear is her. The gasp and sexual gluck sound of effort marking my passage as her throat tightens around my body starting with my legs as her muscles constrict around me rhythmically, smoothly and swiftly driving me down with their sensuous movements. Like going down a luxurious warm and living slip and slide that embraces and glides over me again and again. The beating of her sweet heart so near and keeping a drum-beat timing with her exquisite moans in an echoing song that I can feel as well as hear. A wet and erotic emphatic note arriving with another rush of steamy, fragrant air over me as she burps again. I'd answer with a drawn out call of abandon as the line drops me precariously low so she can feel me nestled in the pit of her stomach. I would playfully writhe around inside her, pushing with my legs, tucking myself into a ball before stretching back out and undulating against her hot, slick esophagus as I'm drenched in her viscous juices so she can feel me moving inside.
I wonder how long I could hold out before I'd feel myself start to flag from suffocation before she draws me back out. Holding me in the palm of her hand as I tremble with the exertion and gasp for air and kissing me with tenderness as if I were the most precious thing in the world to her.
Once I've recovered my strength, She could set me between her legs and part herself so that I can slide inside her and make love to her with my entire body. Feeling her clench down tight on me in full as she climaxes with the glorious sounds of her cries of ecstasy resounding from above as though from a Goddess. A whole other level of being enclosed and bathed within' her, her body a place of delights and extreme pleasures writ large.
