Ik leun achterover tegen de muur naast de voordeur en hij drukt zich tegen me aan. Langzaam, zachtjes verkennen onze tongen elkaar, alsof ze weer moet...n wennen aan het samenspelen. Mijn rechterhand daalt af naar zijn broek en ik kneed zijn lid. Hij wordt direct hard in mijn hand en hij fluister in mijn oor: "ik ga je suf neuken!" Geil als ik ben kreun ik en draai me om. Direct drukt hij zijn kruis tegen mijn billen aan. Hij knoopt mijn jeans los en is blij verrast als hij merkt dat ik er niets. We had a nice little conversation about this and that. When the conversation died down a little bit, I figured, we would just fall asleep. When I heard Martin and Clara whispering and kissing, I didn’t think much about it. I thought, it would just be a good night kiss. Little did I know! Their kissing got more intense and when I watched over to them in the bed next to us, I could recognize Clara moving under the blanket. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The blanket started to move up and down, as. Rolling my eyes back into my head I savored the rich flavor. His man-cream was so dense, I could feel each drop sliding all the way down my throat towards my cum-hungry stomach. I wanted more. I savaged the head of his cock with my mouth, licking and slurping all over, spreading a thick mass of precum and lusty saliva around it, heavy white drops sliding down the sides. I made out with his cum slit, dipping my tongue in, and letting my poofy lips embrace all the rest, not ceasing in their quest. More tendrils now shoot down my legs, and several others up my torso as well. The vines from the plant are covering my body now, wrapping themselves down my legs and up to my chest, spreading out to my arms and up my neck, though leaving nothing to the imagination, especially when they start eating all the rest of my cloths. These vines seem more flexible, and even so the roots that form my panties seem to soften and limber up. Little heart shaped leaves start sprouting all over my body from.