Sandy walked for what felt like fifteen minutes or so, the blooms were getting stronger they were no longer blocking her but rather energising her. In the centre a pulsating bloom, the heart, the driving force,drawing all to its wonderment. Porn She loved exploring these areas round her home, It was safe to say the forest was Sandy’s element. It knew how to harness her lust, using sweetness and natural desires, the bloom spreading pheromones. . . …a trap for soft pussy lips. . …calling for deep vaginal stimulations. The girth of this tentacle reaching just below her breast plate, she realised she was taking in a at least foot. …a foot of swollen thick oozing tentacle. . … Sweating and gasping in shock, she thought to scream out as she opened her mouth, a forth tentacle rears and
