And then it hits.
You throw you head back and scream, voice echoing to the heavens as your orgasm smalsm into you like a freighter, powering through your pink, loose twat with a mind-shattering pleasure as the naleen’s tail buries into you, so much deeper than ever before until your gut feels like bursting. You scream and scream, writhing on her tail until finally, with a heavy sigh, you collapse, barely conscious atop her, head cradled in her great big bosom. You feel fingers running through your hair, and groggily gaze up to see the naleen smiling at you, a drowsy, contented look in her eye.
“Not so bad after all, my pet? Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it... I know all too well,” she says with a wink, and you squirm and groans as her hige tail slithers out of you, leaving you feeling wholly hollow and cold. She only laughs, planting a little kiss on your brow. “Perhaps we’ll meet again, and next time you’ll know the pleasures a beautiful naleen has to offer, hmm? Or maybe next time I’ll let you win, and get to taste of your so very stretchy hole as you ride my slender tongue? You’d be amazed what I can do with it, if I so choose. So many possibilities.”
The naleen lets you off her when you try to stand, and shakily you collect your gear, all the while acutely aware of the serpentine feline staring at you, watching your every move with quiet lust before you can stagger away, muff agape and sore.