The dryad tries to say something, but Mr. Fluffles' almost urgent use of her lips renders her, quite literally, speechless... though you do notice that the vines around her seem to be swaying a bit more actively than they should from just yours and Fluffles' thrusts. But beyond that, she seems mostly stuck on the "receiving" end...<br/><br/>And then she "strikes," her vines darting around your and your rabbits waists like snakes... and she seems more than happy to "return the favor" that you'd given her, and a<em>thick</em>vine drives deep into you with almost no delay...<br/><br/>"EEP!" Fluffles' feet actually lift off the ground in surprise, driving her cock deep into the faerie woman's throat, and shoving her back hard enough that it almost knocks you off your feet... "Vine!"