Really made a girl feel good when someone looked at her like she was a five star meal. She chuckled and lifted her hips, making a show of pulling the leaves off her body to reveal what little had been hidden — pert nipples and the glistening lips of her cunt, the latter drawing closer when she straddled his face and hooked her feet just under his shoulders.

"Smack me with that tail of yours if you need to breathe." She had a feeling he wouldn't stop her even if he was dying, but just in case his freak didn't go that far. She lowered herself well within range of his mouth, and as she did so, those promised thorns began to emerge from the vines, sharp points digging into flesh, poised to puncture if he squirmed.