The security guard watched as I took the stairwell, heading down to the basement as quickly as I could.The hallway was bare, no pictures or posters on...the walls. It was very much functional. I saw the sign for the ladies’ room sticking out from the wall and walked to it. The door pushed open easily and I was hit with the smell of citrus.“Lock it” came a woman’s voice, echoing off the tile walls. I did as told, and it clicked shut loudly. She exited one of the stalls, her handbag in front of her. 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. . ready for more. Francesco led her to the folded out couch bed, embracing and kissing her as he laid her down. When he hooked his thumbs in the waist band of her panties, under the guise of resisting, Karah raised her hips so he could get them off easier. Like a magnet his eyes were drawn to her crotch. Francesco's eyes widened in wonder as he looked down on the first real pussy he’d ever seen. A thing of beauty, trimmed so neatly and glistening with the wetness she already felt. Spreading. Alfredo felt suddenly very, very cold.He started to walk back to the house but the Lady stood in his way and he couldn't get past her. Her pushed and she pushed back. Soon he was right at the water's edge."Farewell, you evil man!" said the Lady and pushed him into the pond. Her hand was at his throat as she pushed him down.It was useless to struggle. This woman was much stronger than she looked. Mancini might kick and struggle as hard as he could but it was hopeless against that unearthly.