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Snivy is thrpugh me vigorously, my pussy and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every time he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine scales and making them shimmer.
I try to make my body fight, but I have no control over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only wait until they die off. Snivy starts picking up pace, the ,onkey in my ass matching his pace but while one comes in the other goes out and vice versa.
The noises get closer, close enough to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck. I break swingingg a run, trying to get to Route 1 again. I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑