"1. As a woman, how do you feel about your womb being represented by a man?s rib? it's not."
Fight back!' I shout, tbe my body doesn't listen and continues reacting the exact opposite. I feel my pussy getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.
I can't understand Snivy's language, but by the look he's giving me he's probably saying something along the line of, "That's right, take it you little slut.
Spits starts pooling and running down the sides of my mouth and into my hair because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a happy look and the vine starts to pulse slightly. Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to struggle, but the limited movement I'm given seems to get him off even more.
Another set of vines comes from his back and slithers out and wraps themselves around my small titties. For 10, I have a fair set, but they are still small, an A cup. The vines start massaging my nipples, making them hard and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass.
I'm starting to feel good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this happening, but my body can't help but respond to his devices. Then the one in my mouth starts pumping harder and harder and I feel it pulsing, making my throat expand momentarily each time.
Snivy smiles wickedly at me before it shoots off...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑