The chorus hummed as they flapped. “Oh, I love it.”
“Uh-huh,” I panted, our bodies bound together by the vines. Indian xxx My hips thrust forward, my dick sliding deeper into the flower. Oh, Matar’s cock, yes!”
The pleasure swelled through me. So much seed. The flower petals closed around my body, holding me, caressing me as my cock slid through her tight, wet depths. “Matar’s cock,” I cursed. Orgasm after orgasm rippled through me as the plant fucked me over and over, pumping its nectar into my body. …No one… I fell onto my stomach, quivering, my nipples aching on the stone floor. I could lie here forever being fucked. Why did I care what I could do with this cum? My eyes fluttered. Like marigolds. “Must be a female flower. I shivered, loving the two delights mixed together, my pussy clenching and relaxing on the flower-dick fucking me hard.
