“There is no place safer, and I can keep you forever,” Garth says as he opens his mouth and shows me the large slimy cave of his maw, throat pulsing, tongue sliding out like a gooey conveyor belt, his mouth is a place I'm no stranger to and still somehow always shy to enter. I love being so helpless to him, he loves it right back. We are a perfect pairing.

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