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The tightness around their throat, their gasping for breath as their paw worked on their own shaft. Andrew would be in bliss, feeling the wet, warm maw working it's way up their thighs, about to swallow their hips as the hyena's body shook. What little breaths they could get were full of the scent of the naga's musk, able to feel the heavy pre dripping into their hair, not a single thought able to course through their mind as the tightness of the tail increased "So... Tight... Can't... Breath~" The last they were able to think, the last of their breath used as the blackness of suffocation took over their vision, soon falling limp for the hungry Roran to enjoy happily.
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