A slender, but by no means weak, set of arms lock themselves around you and you are squeezed against a very pleasant body, with two big torpedoes gently ramming into your back.
You struggle futilely for a moment, but it's clear you are not getting loose, at least not before she has gobbled down a good part of you.

But instead... "Hi, I'm Marsha. What's your name? Honey?"

Maybe she doesn't intend to eat you? Well, she can't as long as you keep her talking... "Gia. I'm a new student here."

"Well Gia, you are an advanced student in one respect. I don't think I have ever seen Georgia get off that much before. So I want you to do the same to me."

Your brain is not working as fast as it should. "Huh? You want me to eat you?"

"No, I want you to eat me. You get your tongue busy giving me pleasure, or I will eat you."