"Ok well, I don?t drink and I?ve never heard that phrase before."
Bryce and his mom came over because he wanted to show me his starter, Oshawatt. We were up in my room, arguing over whether my Snivy would beat his when we heard our moms talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to sneak down and eavesdrop.
"They said that Snivy went crazy, as soon as he was released from his pokeball, he ripped the shirt and bra off the closest female assistant, pinned her down with is vines and was about to violate her when one of the others threw his ball at him, it missed of course and he just ran out and to Route 1.
They haven't been able to find him since.
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 have 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.
His little hands go to either side of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my face...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑