Delphine felt really good hearing all the begging and moaning coming from Bourigard as her mouth worked over her pussy. And hearing her beggning Del not to stop once she began to finger the girl just made her pace quicken. It was all going flawlessly until Seymour spooked Bourigard and Del found her head crushed between her thighs. She managed to get free, then looked up and saw the vines. A smirk came to her face.<br/><br/>"That's Seymour, he's friendlier than his name makes him sound. Actually, he makes those slimes we sometimes have." Del shimmed up the bed and returned to how she had been above Bourigard before. "Do you want me to fuck you like how I did before? With a cock?" She asked and thought that would make it better for the both of them. While waiting for a response, she started to undo her shirt to begin getting out of her clothes.