You feel the dryad's lips curve into a smile against your skin... and then she nips down, teeth grazing your neck smartly as she presses closer to you. Once again, you feel her roots pressing against you... and then that window of awareness cracks back open.<br/><br/>This time, it's not nearly as overwhelming as it was the first time; perhaps because she's only connecting you to her immediate form. Still, you see yourself in her eyes, feel your skin against her lips... and feel just how wet<em>she</em>is right now. You feel your breasts pressing tightly against hers, both from her perspective and yours... her nipples stiff and a little bit rough to the touch, yours soft and inviting.<br/><br/>And you feel as thick vines press slowly, gently, against your sex and hers. In perfect synchronization, the vines begin to slide into your and her sexes, and you feel through your connection the wave of pleasure that rolls through her body as those vines arc inside your bodies, pressing against the walls of your sex dextrously, stimulating each and every "sweet spot" they can in the process...