Suddenly and ominously what light that had managed to leak down through the SKitlles is blocked out. You realize in horror that she is reaching her hand into the bag. Before you can react to this you feel a slight squeeze as her fingers dig down into the candies. As with any person, Michelle's gut instinct is simply to grab a handful from the top of the bag. It's true that your are burried under a layer or two but you are not nearly deep down enough to escape becoming a part of that handful. You are airborne. Your world explodes in light again. Somehow when she grabbed the handful of Skittles you shifted to the top again, completely free! Her cupped hand is rising, rising. You look out just in time to identify her massive chest and then her hand levels out and you meet face to face with your destination. You scream and yell, jumping up and down to try and get her attention but to no avail, no one ever really looks at a handful of Skittles right before they eat it. No one, including your girlfriend Michelle. Her massive, yet still soft and supple looking lips are right in front of you. Before you can even fully realize what is truely happening her soft lips begin to part. Gradually, but certainly not slowly her mouth, your next inevitable destination is revealed to you. First you see the expanse of her tongue, looking surprisingly moist and soft up close. Next her teeth are revealed, and finally as her mouth fully opens you are struck with a sight unlike any man has ever seen before. In front of you, and a bit below you the entrance to Michelle's throat gleams. All of the inside of her mouth is a vibrant pink, almost beautiful in the light, and it all leads to the back to coalesce into a single dark tunnel, which knows only one purpose. Above her glistening throat her uvula swings slightly back and forth in the back of her mouth as is beckoning you and inviting you warmly inside her mouth, and then pointing your way straight down her throat. You take this all in in but a moment before you feel a slight gust of warm, yet sweet breathe rise up from her mouth and another brief shifting of the Skittles as Michelle cups her hand even more to act almost like a funnel into her mouth. Her hand tips gently but quickly. Michelle obviously wants the Skittles, and you in her stomach now. As the surface of her hand goes almost vertcal you lose your footing and go cascading down into her warm, wet mouth. You see the surface of her tongue rushing towards you and with a squishy sound you land on, sinking slightly into the slimy flesh. Sittles pour in all around you and immediately her tounge comes alive, running all over you, coating you in saliva and then trying to fulfill it's purpose by pushing you under her teeth which have already started chewing the Skittles. Somehow, miraculously you avoid getting mashed under her teeth instead managing to stay on her tounge which coats you in even more saliva. You try desperatly to make your way back to the front of her mouth, to try try escape but the art of consumption was made to be a one-way process. Lubricated by Michelle's saliva you begin sliding inevitibly backwards down her tongue, her throat which will carry you down all the way to Michelle's stomach seems to be drawing you inexorably towards it. You cannot escape. You feel Michelle tilt her head back and you begin to slide even faster down towards the back of her throat. Everything narrows, you are now on a more or less vertical slope. It is so warm here in the back of Michelle's throat. So incredible, yet almost lovingly warm.
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