You try talking but her stomach walls have adjusted you in your sleep so that your mouth is pressed tightly up against the soft wet walls; You can't talk so you respond by thrashing around a bit.

She squeals with the pleasure of having her meal kicking and squirming, "Ohhhhh, my god! You just don't know when to digest now do you?"

You kick and push yourself into a position where you can respond to her all the while listening to her moans of extasy caused by your movements, "No ma'am, I never have known when to quit, but would you mind letting me out of here? I have another appointment with someone else."

Through her already heavy breaths she replies, "Mmmmm, I don't know if I want to let you out quite yet. You feel SOO amazing in there!"

You enjoy this almost as much as she does but you do need to get out you need to make more cash, "Maybe we could do business again sometime soon Mrs. Brown, but for now I have other apointments waiting."

She goes silent for a few seconds, "Well then I guess they can continue to wait." She giggles like a school girl gossiping on the latest "news" as she says this.

You can't see much else you can do so you just sit.

"Aww, my little sex toy is all mad at me now? Here's the deal I'll let you out if you can give me the best orgasm of my life, or if you can snake your way through my intestines and out of this perfect firm ass of mine."