She was lost in the swirl of feelings in her head. That firm memory of her crashing orgasm against the tree, the feeling of her chest burning, her legs soaked by her own juices. All the while, her nose had practically buried into the flower, her breathing fully ceased. It wasn't until she felt her hand lingering between her thighs that she woke from her trance, shaking her head suddenly.<br/><br/>"I ... something's wrong. Need to- need to get going." Releasing the flowers, she began to follow her path once more.