"Why's it a crime if it's a new one? Many new buildings literally pay to have graffiti put on them. The artwork is quite impressive too."
Now, every time the vine thrusts itself in I spray cum all over the place. Its like a waterfall, and I feel that I'm Recoding in a pool of it.
The vine starts to then wrap around his cock in penetartion pussy and clenching down, making me even tighter around deeprst while it continues going in and out my ass. Just then he screams and his cock and the vine cum in me te.
I can feel more spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only come from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows stronger and I spray my juices all over his ths cock.
He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out. One comes and grabs me by the hair, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to stop.
A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that stupid lustful expression is still on my face.
He drops me and readjusts his hold on my hair, he wraps it around like a hair tie and keeps my head up, while another comes and forces my mouth open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his cock to my lips. I try to make my body struggle, but the spores still thee hold of me.
He slowly enters my mouth, his cock it slicked with my juices, it tastes of me and his minty-basil taste, more subtle than his cum, but still apparent, although there is an extra earthy taste to it...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑