Carly only grins as Sam lowers Freddy onto her big pink moist tongue. Sam waves and gives Freddy a wink as she slowly brings her tongue back into her mouth. She plays around with Freddy for a few minutes slamming him against the sides of her cheek and the roof of her mouth. Sam tilts her head back and gulps sending Freddy down into her awaiting stomach. Sam pulls her shirt up and feels her stomach. She can feel Freddy pounding against it. "What did he taste like?" Carly asked. "He tasted like chicken." Sam said burping. "I got an idea" Sam said grinning as she looked at the gun.
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