<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/>A jerky nod is Michael's only reply as he stutters through it, her body jerking as fingers slide against her still stretched sex. She gives a tired blink as he licks his own sap coated fingers before brushing them across her lips, her tongue briefly slipping out to coil around his fingers. "... tasty." Licking her lips she presses her face against his chest she continues trying to figure out his pants, soft kisses brushing against his chest and shoulder. She glances up at him as the motion of his standing shakes her slightly, eyes widening as her small fingers brush against and then around his bared length.<br/><br/>Her fingertips stroke and dance along his shaft as she explores the length, her kisses dying out as her head dips and her face is buried in the crook of his neck. Her hips jerk as the vine pulls free, sap oozing out of her sex and running down her thighs in thick trails. She squeaks as he shifts her about, the hot and slick slit of her sex sliding across his shaft while her hands come up to clasp behind his neck. A small moan slips from her with every roll of her hips, the slick entrance of her sex sliding back and forth along his shaft smearing the mixture of juice and sap along the length. She jerks and wide eyes stare up at him as the vine shifts to pressing against the small hole between her trembling cheeks. A squeak slips from her as another vine coils around her breasts pressing the full orbs out even further. Nibbling on her lower lip she slowly nods, forehead pressing against his as she rocks her hips back. A whimper slips from her as this presses the vine even more against her rear, the tip of his cock coming to rest against the slick lips of her sex.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath and burying her face in the crook of his neck she shifts her hips, the flushed lips of her sex mashing against the tip of his shaft before slowly parting to swallow his length in her trembling and tightly clenching folds. Moans and whines pour into the crook of Michael's neck as her tight sex slides down his shaft inch by inch, her hips eventually meeting his while her legs wrap around his waist. Every shuddering breath slides her squeezed out breasts against his chest while her trembling sex clenches and churns around his length. "...f ... full."<br/>