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Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )
With the touch to her ears, Christine felt her body explode with outright ecstasy as every nerve in her body lit up from her own pointed ears, Olivia falling to her back on the soft interior of the pod, writhing around and crying out into her chest, her hands surging upwards to harshly grope Christine's chest, the pair forcing eachother through a climax that seemed to carry on and on, the plant shuddering around them.
Tendrils were slipping from the floor and walls, curling over their skin, drifting and pressing, but not restraining them, it had no reason to. If anything all it seemed to want was for the pair of them to keep going, and Olivia, recovering, was trying to squirm around to press her lips to Christine's folds, lapping at her clit feverishly, her legs spread wide and her hips bucking each time her tongue rolled over Christine's jewel, a tendril surging into Olivia's bucking hips to fill her to her core, Christine assaulted by the feeling of being filled with squirming vine, without anything to fill her as Olivia screamed into her cunt, lapping hungrily, pressing her lips to Christine's folds, holding onto her ass and the base of her tails
With the touch to her ears, Christine felt her body explode with outright ecstasy as every nerve in her body lit up from her own pointed ears, Olivia falling to her back on the soft interior of the pod, writhing around and crying out into her chest, her hands surging upwards to harshly grope Christine's chest, the pair forcing eachother through a climax that seemed to carry on and on, the plant shuddering around them.
Tendrils were slipping from the floor and walls, curling over their skin, drifting and pressing, but not restraining them, it had no reason to. If anything all it seemed to want was for the pair of them to keep going, and Olivia, recovering, was trying to squirm around to press her lips to Christine's folds, lapping at her clit feverishly, her legs spread wide and her hips bucking each time her tongue rolled over Christine's jewel, a tendril surging into Olivia's bucking hips to fill her to her core, Christine assaulted by the feeling of being filled with squirming vine, without anything to fill her as Olivia screamed into her cunt, lapping hungrily, pressing her lips to Christine's folds, holding onto her ass and the base of her tails