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The photographer continues to inch my way closer, making sure to get good shots of her face as it disappears into the snake, her expression a beautiful mix of outrage and dawning horror. The photographer takes pictures of her breasts as a coil forces them together and up towards the serpent's jaws. He makes sure to catch the creature's saliva running down between and over those massive breasts, dripping from her erect nipples. The photographer even dares to get one looking up between those fleshy mountains, looking up into it's a gaping mouth, pink and wet. For a moment he thinks he can still catch glimpses of her face and chin when it tries to swallow. Her muffled cries are enough to make him wish he had a video camera instead, to capture her cries and moans.

He can't help but laugh at the irony as he thinks about the amount of planning shes probably put into today however how much nothing prepared her for this. The snake cares nothing for her effort or determination, used to larger meals this one is just another victim who stumbled helplessly into its clutches. Her hands bat frantically in the air as it begins hoisting her body up and down trying to work her large breasts into its gullet her expensive designer wedding shoes slipping from her feat, each time it hoists her up it drops her back down her big bosom bouncing with each effort.