Anything but that is what is actually deviant.On the day of our anniversary Tori and I went to a quiet and lush restaurant for a romantic dinner durin... the evening time. She wore a short black dress with her hair up and she smelled incredibly delightful. Her olive skin, brown hair, and striking green eyes seemed to put me in a trance that evening. When she saw me in my attire she gave me a sexy smile while slowly nodding her head. She told me that I looked sharp and on our way to the restaurant. I sighed out loud in frustration as he tossed it to the far end of the room. He could act like such a horny teenager sometimes! Seriously, what would they think if they see my smirking husband holding my nightgown, and me naked, cream still on my nipples, that erotic aroma hanging in the air? Oh, I could just see it now... Look at the horny young couple! Making so much noise... Probably from such disgraceful sexual acts! Nervously I rushed away from the window, then noticed my husband still. It felt so good.My hands flexed, wanting to rip my cock from the flower, to tear off the vine entwined about my leg. How had that even happened? This pollen...The flower flexed, suckling with a hungry passion. I shivered, my pussy clenching. Juices beaded down my thighs as my ears wiggled faster and faster. This plant, this monstrous creation of the Biomancer Vebrin, had to be stopped.After I orgasmed.“That’s it,” I groaned. “You just want to suck all the cum out of me. Oh, yes. Oh, Matar’s. Stood for Elizabeth Ellen. Dr. Cole was a very matronly woman. About five foot four, hips and belly that said she had delivered a child or three, backed by very full bosom that she didn't mind showing and a very motherly looking face. I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers, indeed, the term M.I.L.F fit her to a tee. And I was going to have to drop my pants for her.She was quite the professional but had a great bedside manner that made the visit with her so pleasant, even though she.