Goddess Valora and I can't seem to keep are latex covered fingers away from Poor Lizzy Lamb's mouth and nose. We can't help but pinch her flesh, closing her air ways by the tip of her nose and using our free hand to wrap around her mouth; clasping her lips closed. The way her big eyes bulge in her skull causes laughter to escape are lips as she struggles below us. I press Lizzy close to my chest, using all of my strength to grip my arms around her throat as Valora cups her mouth; the both of us rocking her back and forth. When consciousness begins to slip from her, we remove our hands for o... Show more