Suddenly the plant sprouted another green shoot about a foot tall. The shoot sprouted leaves and flowers before Jim's and Miss Prockek's eyes.
Then Prockek made a really ill-advised decision to sniff one of the flowers. . . . She buried her face in one of the fragrant blossoms. . . .
SLUUUUUPPPPP! From the center of the flower there erupted a pink, phallic stalk, which FORCED its way into Prockek's mouth and down her throat. The phallic stalk had already OOZED its thick, white goo before Prockek could react. But suddenly she drew her face away in disgust. . . .
As Jim watched, fascinated, Prockek's look of disgust changed into one of sexual ecstasy. Then into sexual frenzy. Prockek leaned back on her desk, her beautiful features contorted in sexual desire. With one hand she stroked her neck, glistening with sweat, running it across her face and through her hair. The other hand was creeping steadily down, under her skirt, between her legs, blinding groping for her sweet clit. Prockek MOANED in ecstasy. . . .
She leaned back on her desk, scattering papers on to the floor carelessly.
"Oh, Jim! Ohhhhhhhh . . . !" Slowly she spread her legs invitingly. She was wearing plain cotton panties with little geometrical designs, and they were rapidly getting saturated with her own delicious sweat. . . .
"Oh, what are you WAITING for?" she moaned. "FUCK me! FUCK me!!!"
Thu Aug 9 14:59:09 2001