"Why apologize? Enjoy..." The dryad practically pushes you onto your back, and her lips- a little bit bark-textured, perhaps, but every bit as soft as you could hope- wrap around your nipple and begin to kiss and suck against the sensitive skin. You feel a soft, rasping sensation as her tongue runs a tight ring around the dark little nub.<br/><br/>And she isn't content to stop there. She slides her own legs around yours and begins to shift her weight back and forth, helping you to "Grind" against her even as the vines beneath you start to come alive, wrapping around you both and pulling you closer together...