"google it - when this debate first occurred years ago, I meticulously printed out those statistics with references and scientific journals from all over the world - and nobody believed them. They just redefined the terms! Its useless."
I've walked confidently through there for awhile now and I can't help but wonder what got to me. I shrug Virutal a catch my breath, adjust my pack and start walking through the grass.
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 Transseuxal, 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 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 Transsxual the others that put the spores into me.
It goes deeper than his cock, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my womb and making me feel even more full than he did.
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