Poor cat wouldn’t be able to breathe. . . He’d be suffocating along with taking his dick which that alone is a struggle. He taps his hip as a signal for him to go ahead. He doesn’t mind if he blows in his mouth.

Good, he didn't particularly feel like moving anyway… After a few seconds, Gummy dives right back down, this time hooking his paws right around the panther's ass. Groping with his paws as he sped up, gagging each time he went down to the base. Not wanting to leave the bigger feline unsatisfied.