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He resumed his position on her breasts, this time as she lay on her back on the bed, and enjoyed the heaving of the huge spheres of her magnificent bosom below his body. Then he made the horizontal journey to her neck and onto her chin again. He again stroked her lower lip, and enjoyed looking down into her mouth as she spoke.

Then Colleen lay with her head on her side and he lay on her cheek and looked down at her lips, and at her body. Then she lay back again, facing the ceiling. He lay on her lower lip. Occasionally, she would slightly open her mouth, being careful not to shake him off. He felt her tongue coming up and rubbing against his side and the side of his face.

“I’m honoured as always,” she said, and he jumped down onto the pillow beside her head. She moved her lips closer to him and gave him a long and satisfying giant kiss.

“We can talk ourselves to sleep now,” she said.

She left the reading lamp on for the night, and he enjoyed watching every movement of her lips and neck as she spoke. When she pronounced the rounder vowels of certain words, he stared in at her tongue in admiration of its plans for him.

They fell asleep for a few hours. He awoke to see that it was 12:40 in the middle of the night.

“I’ve been awake for about 10 minutes myself,” said Colleen.

“Darling, could you do something for me?” he asked.

“What?”

“Do you think you’d be able to stay awake for half an hour, so I could climb into your mouth and lie against your tongue for a while?”

“I’d love to,” she said.

He slid across her lower lip, and felt the touch of her tongue against his whole body this time. It was amazing, being inside that mouth, looking out at the pillow and bedroom when she sometimes parted her lips and teeth, and thinking of the throat which awaited behind him during her next evening meal.

He eventually waited for the next time her mouth opened, and called out, “Can you keep your teeth apart now, so I can climb out?”

She could not answer the question, with him on her tongue corrupting her speech patterns, but he saw her mouth opening wide around him. Her tongue pushed against the inside of her lower lip, so that he would not have to slide over her teeth. He slid himself slowly out onto the pillow.

“That was lovely!” he said.

“You’re welcome. It was quite a way to whet my appetite for tomorrow night too,” she said.

He lay against her neck this time, and they talked again, until they both fell asleep.

In the morning, she slept in. Without being able to talk to her, he could only daydream.

He thought of the dinner plans which awaited him, the new destiny inside her stomach, and the life she would continue to lead later.

And then he remembered his original plan of going steady with her.

He climbed up and pulled at her cheek.

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