Each flex of her hands and legs seems to drain a little bit more energy, and Momok's definately starting to look a little feeble, bangs flipped over her eyes , and harsh breaths escaping from between her teeth. Tightening her hips and shifting them to the side as her panties are stripped and torn to the ground..<br/><br/><em>Great..now i'm down one pair of undergarments..and something tells me that this isn't a good place to go without them..</em><br/><br/>And her eyes come into focus again as vines start detailing her womanhood..lips opening to gasp momentarily, and probably letting the vine in in the process. Her hips shift about as  another vine finds itself between her hips..teasing at her back hole. Gasping, she shakes at her head again..hands balling into fists..<br/><br/><em>At..at any rate, now..I can't..let myself..get carried away..no matter how skilled this thing is..if..if I get wet..</em>Though..it was fairly obvious from the stiffened nipples on her chest it wouldn't be too much longer until she caved, no doubt dampening already..thighs tight as she tries to..restrain herself.