Bursting to the Surface
Smirking, the dragon allowed his bellymaw control of his lower pair of arms again. "yes. such a good bimbo you are."
Backstage
He pinned me down with his gut, and the lips of his bellymaw started exploring my body. he could've gone straight for the meal. i'm sure he was hungry for it.
[COMM] Strawberry Pounding
His tailmaws and bellymaw especially were making the most. in addition, he was laying eggs as well. lots and lots and lots of eggs. they were five feet tall and almost as thick, made of solid strawberry chocolate.
Dance of The Demons: Chapter 2
A long, thick tongue much broader than the one between her fangs slipped out from within the depths of that cavernous bellymaw, swiping back and forth along those many inwards-facing teeth to give them yet more of a glisten.