So she liked it a little rough, that wasn't so bad. She had not been alone there though this was the first time that it was being admitted to him by a student.

Vines roughly assailed her breasts but he kept her from true pain still watching her responds as the vines moved with them as he picked her up and moved her to a tree. Her back pressed against the rough bark of a tree, He held her up so that they were face to face now, his retractable cock, vine like in nature mad a showing as it twitched against her labia drawing up the juices by the suction like motion he used from a a tube like set up in his member as he collected some of her juices.

How rough is rough? Mildly painful? Like this? He asked out of curiosity. Birch had not minded treating her to her desires as her got to Harvest her of those juices and could manifest more of them if she were enjoying herself.

The vines' treatment of her grew slightly rougher as more picked her up and pinned her to another tree. The gnarled bark that grazed lightly on the skin of her back while she was pressed against the tree made her struggle to hold in a few gasps of pleasure.

A small "Mmmfhh!" escaped her when Yengal rose to meet her face-to-face. The hybrid monster made a twitchy thing that seemed like a vine poke at her sex. Suddenly, Hel felt a strangely pleasant suction at her cunt's entrance.

The mewling girl was asked something, but didn't catch it and simply responded with a quick "Yeah, like that!"

Birch nods as he tempers that touch of the vines slithering about her, rough but not too rough, that was fine by him.

That vine like member squished against her sex sucking up juices there. Her taste was pleasant as he skimmed his hands down her sides in what would have usually been a gentle touch but he made it a little firmer, a little more scratchy for the sake of the sapling.

Provide that she did not struggle overly much he had no reason not to grant her request as his mouth drops to her neck, the root of his tongue pressing against her there as his member presses into the folds presented to him.

Moist folds that have him eagerly rocking back and forth against her, that tube like member greedily sucking up her juices. While he could have used an enzyme to make her feel less pain with her interests he doesn’t use them at all, that vine lashing out against her silken walls.

You feel good my dear. Now all you have to o is relax an let that nectar flow.

Hel moaned louder as she felt her inner walls moisten as the vines' touches adjusted to a rougher pace.

Yengal's hands slid down her body, scratching her slightly with the bark on his palm, while the vine finished sucking up the juices on her lower lips. He pushed his member into her tight passage and began to suck on the girl's slender neck.

He drove deeper inside her, soaking in her fluids, lashing away at the canal's walls to retrieve the sweet fruit (juice) of his work. Hel felt a little ashamed at her pleasure in this, it felt like there was practically a whip fucking her. The vine-like appendage hit her special spot with each movement, coating it in her fluids and giving the hybrrid the girl's moans of approval

Hel's approval made the moment more interesting to the Yengal. He pressed deep inside those folds, lashing against her with that vine-like appendage. As he hits that special spot inside her his hands grabs her breasts sharply, a rough grasp as his hands squeeze her there.

His mouth continues to wash his tongue over her neck complete with the occasional nips to her neck. He gazed at her in between making sure he was not being too rough with her. He could have been rougher if he understood some of the basics in that better.

His cock sucking up those juices, Harvesting them as he thrusted inside her in that bizarre fashion generating more of her essence in the process as he pushed her onward to produce more of that nectar. His fingers fondling her chest, opening and closing in a rhythm against her.

He did not care if she felt ashamed, her pleasure mattered since she cooperated, that and Harvesting her juices that he eagerly sucked up the more she produced.

Yengal drove deeper into her,drilling into her relentlessly, making the violet-haired girl mewl and squirm in pleasure. The hybrid grabbed Hel's mounds, groping the soft flesh roughly with each of his thrusts.

The small nips at her neck drove Hel's excitement further, making her putty in the creature's hands. Her velvety walls relaxed and let her 'nectar' flow for him.

That's it. Relax into it. Her juices were flowing now and he ate drinking as much of it up as possible. He left a little to make his passage into her easier to deal with. That whip-like member still moving vigorously about her, whipping to and fro.

Her mewls told him how much she was getting into this and that had only caused him to surge inside her faster, his hands rough with her breast as he pulled on them, tugging them with his hands.

You taste exquisite sapling, I am enjoying your nectar young one.

Hel shuddered as Yengal's ministrations pushed her to the edge. Her slick walls clamped on the thick vine, signaling her climax.

"I-I'm gonna... Ahh!" Hel's fluids gushed from her nethers, coating both in her juices.

That's it, sapling, Birch cooed, feeling those walls close about her, squeezing against his root as more juices gush forward. Embedded in her as he is he drinks her juices, suctioning them up in his tube like member, eating as rough hands squeeze her bouncing breasts as the nipples press into his bark-like palms.

Than there’s a swat against her as as vegetation slaps against her there. Birch simply ploughs into her, filling her as more of her juices smear against him.

Provided that she continues to produce those juices he continues pressing inside her depths basking in her warm folds as she produced more of the sweet nectar he was after.

Birch continues to have those vines whip at her ass, a little harder, driving her forward as he thrusts forward as if timing it to get her to take him deeper. He grins at her as his hands fall closed against her breasts.

Give me all you have.

Yengal continued to grope the violet haired student while she rode out her orgasm, driving her nipples into the scratchy bark on his palms.

Suddenly, a vine lashed out at the girl and hit her rear with a loud thwack. The jolt caused the girl to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Again and again, the vines came down in sync with Yengal's thrusts and smacked her ass while the hybrid creature drove his length into her. He sharply squeezed her breasts, eliciting a surprised squeak from Hel.

Her moisture had been what he was after, the more she produced the more that he had been after. Capable of injecting her with that enzyme that had dwelt in his mouth had been encased within his mouth, pain could have been done then negated though the effect of moistening her passage could be ideal.

Yet he ha not needed to moisten that passage at all to get at every last drop. One, he was not ravenous and two she produced enough moisture on her own.

Even so the vine retracts from her and he sets her down on her hands and knees before moving behind her and spreading her legs further apart.

Taking her hips vines sweep to her wrists securing her and stretching her out so she's horizontal to the ground by a few inches.

You have produced enough nectar nectar with little prompting. If he could have her about when his hunger was greater.

A hand set on her hip, another entwined with her hair as that vine slowly pushed back inside her feeling every inch of that tight passage as it began to flick against it. Mmm, you feel good sapling.

After a couple last thrusts, Yengal pulled out of Hel (the student's sudden emptiness was met with a groan of protest from her)and moved her onto all fours. Hel didn't know what to anticipate when her legs were pushed farther apart, exposing her to him.

Vines took her wrists and forced her to slide down farther until she was only a couple inches from having her face in the dirt and her ass shoved into the air. Hel's squirmed while her massive breasts pushed into the ground as she held the embarrassing pose she was forced into.

He set a hand on her hip, then the other grabbed a handful of violet hair lightly before he slowly penetrated the student, making the strange suction and flicking motion he did before.

He had been pleased with her reaction, that he had been missed in the moments of repositioning her. She had not protested either not that it would have done much good. Though her compliance in this matter was good. He smacked her ass roughly with a hand as he found himself pressing back into that heat that surrounded him.

That vine swishing around her as he continued to drink, each thrust full and hard pressing her large chest against and along the ground as he swatted her rump again though his hand settled against the bareness of a shoulder while a hand kept smacking at her ass as he filled her with that root.

I could do this for hours. Yet, I am only a little hungry today. I am tempted to gorge though I told you just a little snack and you have given me no reason to brake my word sapling o you need not have to worry about any last minute alterations.

Hel moaned as Yengal drove into her deeper and was practically panting when the hybrid began smacking her ass. The bark of Yengal's palm drove into her shoulder and her chest was pressed into the unforgiving ground with each thrust that was made. The student tensed up, being driven to the edge of climax once again before her "harvester" spoke.

The girl didn't pay any real attention to what he said, only grunting slightly to acknowledge him.

He had wasted little time in pressing into those folds. The squelch of their bodies called out to his ears as he forced his way inside her noting how eager her body was in conjuring all this up.

Her reactions of course had been unexpected as he pressed into here folds, a squelch rising up the meet his ears with each thrust that came up.

A hand set about her shoulders, fingers curling about her shoulder as he drew her back along the embedded root though he was not expecting her to be in this state at all.

A groan passed his lips as he flowed into her with this urgent suddenness. He could feel her release bubbling up as he tasted here, growing closer to pushing her to her own limits.

Birch was going beyond just a taste now, eagerly drinking up where her body gave him nourishment unable to just brake away until he had his full now he went faster against her, more urgently as he pressed into her roughly, drilling into her as he grinds against her ass as he presses into her with a slap to her ass yet again, a pleasant groan sweeping from him as he did so,