*an addition by: Enigma the Fox*
As his lips close over Jen's toes, and he swallows the last of her, he also spurts cum, his whole body spasming. His eyes shut to enjoy the feeling....and that's your chance.
Tiptoeing forward, you get behind him. As his eyes are starting to open, you hop on the bed, and wrap your arms around his belly, in hopes of squeezing the girl back up.
....but he's too big. Your arms won't fit all the way around. Inside him, you can feel the girl struggling against digestion.
"Mary?! What the hell! Get off me! Shit, you saw that, didn't you?"
You yelp, letting go and getting ready to run. The best thing you could do now is call the cops. Your brother's just killed someone! Or....will, soon. But you don't get more than a step away from the bed before he grabs your wrist and hauls you onto the bed in front of him.
"Mike! Let go!"
"Oooohh, no. Can't have my secret getting out, can I? Besides...I've always wanted to make a meal out've my sexy older sister."
You go pale, and he starts to laugh. You try prying his hand off your wrist, but he only grabs the other one, wrapping one hand around both. When did he get so strong? With his free hand he grabs the front of your shirt...and tears it off like tissue paper. You gasp, shocked into stillness for a second.
A second is all he needs. Smiling, he brings your hands up to his lips. He licks your fingers once, then closes his mouth around BOTH hands, his jaw stretching like rubber.
"Oh my GOD! Mike! No!"
Your pleas fall on deaf ears. Holding your wrists with his teeth, he grabs you by the shoulders, and pulls forward. Your spit-covered hands slide down his throat easily. A single powerful swallow after that grips your forearms, and drags your biceps up to his lips. Your arms now wrapped tightly in his esophagus, hot and slimy, you starts to whimper.
"Don't, don't do this..."
He shrugs, and opens his jaws wide. Plenty for what comes next. He gulps again, plunging your hands into his stomach, where you feel Jen's soaked skin....she's still moving. Still alive. Your face hits his tongue, then slides over the back of it, the muscles inside his neck muffling your screams. As darkness overwhelms you, you feel your breasts hit his chin, and his mouth closing just under your shoulders.
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