Samamtha's mum

John made his way up the bumpy ramp to the upstairs landing. He had remembered Samantha saying that upstairs was out of bounds but she had told him to go up so it must be fine. Right.

From behind him, he heard a phone buzz. He turned around and found himself face to face, or at least breast with Jeanine, Samantha’s mum.

“Oh, John is it?” Jeanine asked.

“Err, Yes Mrs Guttatus. Samantha said it was ok for me to come up here.” John replied.

“Did she now, well she should have brought you up herself if that was the case, instead she sent me this text saying have fun”. Jeanine replied.

“What does that…” John began to ask before he was cut off as Jeanine’s coils wrapped around his body covered his mouth. This was the moment he had dreamed of, it was really happening. The air in his lungs was **** up and out of his lungs. While the air was **** up and out, the blood was **** down and into his penis. He could feel his hard cock try and push against the tightening coils and the confines of his trousers.

“You know, was I a corn snake I would have bitten into you first before coiling to hold you still. But I am not a corn snake and I can tell you weren’t going to run away were you.” Jeanine taunted her prey. “I can feel you getting hard. I would offer you sex before I digest you, my husband doesn’t mind me playing with my food, but you want to stay in my coils, don’t you. ”

“ Mmmmmmhhhummm ” murmured John in an affirmative tone with his last breath. He came as he passed out from asphyxiation. He was just conscious enough to feel himself getting swallowed down and being moved into her stomach. Digestion was painless for him and easy for her as all his bones were pre-broken exposing their soft marrow inside.