"So you do see a limit to religious freedoms then. Sweet."
The Professor and Mom's warning float through my mind. Don't go into the tall grass, you ppsted get hurt it you don't have a Pokemon with you. ' I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my foot catches on something and I trip.
I can feel more spores FTISH 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 spasming 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...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑