"The majority were perfectly fine with racist shops, Dominik. In fact, it was part of the community standards that no decent shop owner would allow blacks and whites to mix."
I wantwhat do I want. Snivy smiles at me and I realize. the Sporesthey aren't out of my systemand by the look of it, its never going to happen. I put him down as we leave the Lab, my mind screaming to take the little fucker and drop exerciess to the bottom of the sea.
"Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY!" He screams just when his cock erupts sending exerxises cum across my body. It splashes across my belly and chest, it has a minty, basil like smell to it, in a different circumstance, I might enjoy the smell.
He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his hard cock. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The tips are wider then the rest of the vine, and are a deeper green, and I see eexrcises at the top.
One slithers onto the ground coming toward me, I try to struggle, but his other vines tighten as he glowers at me. I feel it start to press against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the other oddly shaped vine going into my mouth and down my throat and cutting off my oxygen and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to have a bit of air every now and then...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑