<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/d/d2/Amelie.jpg/424px-Amelie.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name: </strong>Amelie<br/><strong>Date/Time: </strong>September 12 (12:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Campus, Lunch Hall Approach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Michael, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Amelie's glazed eyes sharpen ever so slightly as her parted lips curl into a frown. "Won't lose... so... easi... ahhh!" Her body jerks backwards as her words draw off into a cry, her ass clenching around the vine wiggling up into her rear. Squeals fill the air as the vine works its way into her ass, every twist and wiggle to spread her further open causes her to thrash and bounce against Michael.<br/><br/>"N... not... fair!" Rocking forwards she presses her face against the crook of his neck, the dual thrusts bouncing and shaking her. It takes a few thrusts but her bouncing body relaxes enough that both his shaft and his vine sink into her trembling and clenching holes with more ease. Her arms tighten around his neck as he pounds away, lips brushing and sucking hard enough to leave hickeys along his neck, her fingers curling in his hair as she rides the thrusts of two shafts over and over into her body.<br/><br/>She tries. Clenching around the lengths sinking into sex and ass, driving her hips down against his thrusts, rocking and bouncing so that her sweat slicked breasts can slide across his chest. But it's eventually too much for the small lass and with a loud wail her back arches, breasts dancing in the air while her impaled holes<strong>clench</strong>. Michael's reminder of her steel type nature comes in her slick sex and trembling rear clamping down around his shaft and vine to the point that moving is impossible, not enough to be painful but the convulsing flesh ripples and milks his lengths as her body shakes. The air around her for fifty feet<em>HUMS</em>as her hair and the hair of any within the aura stand on end, metalic objects whirling through the air in a chaotic dance as the sheer energy is almost visable. With a snapping pop electricity arcs between metal objects as they dance around the pair, however none of the tiny bolts seem to happen when anything organic is close to the metal pieces.<br/><br/>Eventually her wail dies out and the<em>hum</em>in the air quiets, objects falling to the floor while she twitches within his grip. Her eyes are closed and drool spills down the corner of her parted lips to trail across her cheek and chin, each shuddering breath setting her breasts to heaving while her stomach trembles in time to the clenching of her holes. Her arms go slack around Michael's neck as her full two hundred and twenty pounds drops backwards, her small form a limp and heavy weight heading towards the ground.<br/><br/><br/>