"Well, if I sex you first, I can vore you later..." Your hands caress her shapely hips, a familiarity that seems entirely welcome.

"Max may have something to say about that, but it does sound like a good program. Let's get to work." With that, she shoves her head between your legs as one hand squeezes a hip and the other seizes a tender breast in a way that is not quite painful, but is quite arousing. You feel your mounds becoming flushed and hard. Your nipples are little rocks that jam into you in a wonderful manner. In the meantime, her tongue is deep into your dark needy place, causing you to be moist and desperate. You try to give as good as you get, but your arousal is too much and you come to a gasping completion.

“Got you. Now you owe me a meal.”

You start to protest, but Sharon continues “You take a girl over the top, you get to swallow her, and vice-versa. So you are going to be my food.”

“Not if I can do the same to you first.”

“OK, double or nothing!”

You return to caressing her beautifully formed breasts, while paying attention to her magnificent hips, and kissing the door to her femininity. And its working! She is getting more and more excited.
But so are you, and there is no holding it back. The two of you achieve that sweet simultaneous miracle of a wild wave of pleasure.

You don't exactly faint, but your awareness of what is going on is distinctly limited, so it is hardly incorrect to say you wake to realize Sharon is nibbling on your toes. "Hey! I thought I was to eat you!"

"That was before we had our sex. So now you get to be the food."

"But.."

"Tell you what. If you don't want to be eaten now, you can come to my room tonight and I'll chow down on you there. That will be more fun, for me at least. For you, well, maybe..."