The flower. They filled her until she was sure she would burst. Xxx Soil spilled over her desk and the flower wilted slightly, and she suddenly felt bad for it. She was done thinking about stupid, controlling, abusive Matt. And this new bitch had no idea what she was in store for her.Six months. In contrast with the fast, rough pounding of the larger vine, the smaller one took its time, sliding into her until she was sure she could feel it in her stomach, then sliding out again, and back in, out, in, out…
Her head still leaned back and her mouth still covered, she glanced at the flower. She was fighting not to scream now – noticing this, the flower wrapped a vine around her mouth again, and suddenly she was free to scream as much as she wanted, muffled by the soft vines.
