"You haven't discussed anything in earnest at all. I asked you where you wete confused or what points you'd like to discuss and you came up with vagueries which concluded some things are better left for religion."
Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.
I moan as he drags me to him, while Asi 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 sAia 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 stap taste to it.
His little hands go to either side of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my face. The vine holding my mouth disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my pussy again, its just a normal vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into Azia...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑