Rub your clit while the vine invades your body

From Create Your Own Story

While the vine works its way in between your puffy pussy lips, you slip your hand down the front of your skirt. The vine invades your rapidly moistening depths. You find your throbbing little button and rub it in slow, gentle circles. The vine stretches your snatch as it pushes deeper into you. You put your free hand over one breast, gently squeezing the pliant globe through your shirt while continuing to massage your clit.

The vine pulses inside you. The vine pulls partway out of you, then thrusts back in, as if the plant somehow knows what you want from it. It pumps your pussy, at first slowly, then faster and faster, making your insides churn. You increase your speed as you frig your clit, accelerating to match the pace of the invading vine.

Your orgasm hits you hard, and you fall to the floor in a spasming heap, your juices gushing out over your fingers and over the vine. You bite down on your lower lip to keep yourself from screaming, but even so, a loud moan escapes from you.

When your eyes refocus, you’re shocked to find a manly piece of beefcake looking down at you. You’re sprawled on the florist’s floor with a hand down the front of your skirt and a vine creeping in underneath it. Worse, the vine is still working itself in and out of your snatch, making it difficult for you to catch your breath. You certainly can’t stand while it’s still pleasuring you.

“Need a hand?” the man asks, smiling broadly. “Or… something more?”

Your eyes go right to the bulge in his pants.

Do you:

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Health Horny and Hormonal Location:

The Florists

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Level 1
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