I managed to twist my head up, and saw lights. They illuminated the back of her throat, her tongue, and the backs of her teeth. Then, she opened her mouth, again incredibly and impossibly wide, and slowly, with the pressure I was feeling from below, expelled me out.
“Enjoy your ride?”, Cindy asked me, with a smirk on her face. I responded, “That was one freeky rollercoaster. How did you do that?”
“Well, for a start, I have some incredible control over my gag reflex. Then, I can streach my lips, mouth, throat, chest and belly to some rather bizarre extremes. How? I’ve no clue. Then, after I got you inside me, I used some dance moves Shakira uses, which are ‘Belly Dance’ moves, and with some additional yoga naulie moves, pushed you back up.”
“You’ve done this before?”
“Twice. A boyfriend I liked, who ran away screaming, and one who didn’t admit at first he was two timing me. I didn’t let him come back up. Are you going to stay? Pizza should be here in a half hour”