>Sitting in kitchen, minding your own business
>You catch some movement off in the corner of the kitchen
>You don't bother to look over, you already know who it is
>Speck had crawled across the ceiling and dropped down to the floor, sneaking up to the table you're at
>It's cute how she thinks you don't notice her
>Slowly she peers up over the side of the table, her eyes locking onto you
>You chuckle silently to yourself and wonder what she's up
>Suddenly she reaches out and pulls you close
>You can feel her snout pressing against you
>Before you even have a chance to ask what the heck is going on you feel something.. warm... and wet press against you
>I-is... is that her tongue?
>She begins to lick you, slowly dragging her tongue across you
>It's so long
>You're completely immobile
>Your breath caught in your throat from what she's doing to you
>She has stopped licking you now and has pressed her tongue firmly against you
>Slowly, she works it inside
>The feeling of her tongue wiggling inside of you is impossible to describe
>It's pure ecstasy
>You can feel her fangs brushing up against you
>Pressing firmly against you but not hard enough to break the skin
>"Hey Speck, I'm done with... the... um..."
>Speck freezes, her tongue still deep inside you and you both stare at the kitchen door
>Anon is standing there staring at the both of you
>You are both staring back at Anon
>Carefully Speck removes her tongue and swallows
>"Oh, hey... I didn't think you'd be done with you shower so soon..."
>Anon shakes his head and takes an apple from the counter
>"Just you know... clean up after you're done."
>With that he backs out of the kitchen and vanishes around the corner
>"Now where were we?"
>Speck leans down and presses her fangs against you, the feeling of them slowly sinking into your flesh sends you over the edge
>A few minutes later Speck has had her fill and begins to clean up the mess she'd made
> Anon probably thinks the way she eats a mango is bizarre, but she couldn't care. Speck sure does love mangos.