You'll get there, might as well enjoy yourself.

Dana groans, stuffed full of your life-restoring nectar, blinking hazily through the ooze you spurted across her face. Her brief lethargy comes to an end when you prod at the entrance to her bowels, "Ai!" You slide back into her mouth before she can think about protesting, lazily pumping in and out of her till she starts sucking again. You slowly increase the pressure against her rose-bud, drawing out strangled sounds as she squirms against your clutches. Pulling back, you scoop up a generous dollop of your herbal flow and rub it between her clenched cheeks. With the lubricant you are able to squeeze between her outer defenses-"MMmph!"-and wriggle through the tight backdoor-"MMM!!".

You slide inch after inch inside the squealing priestess until you are farther than any human could ever hope to reach. Herbal Flow. Dana's eyes go wide as she feels the bumps of nectar enter her and she squirms uncomfortably as you fire a few thick rounds into her bowels. Making this as pleasurable for her as possible and associating your pleasure with life-gain were both sound psychological strategies. If you made this the most pleasurable night of her life...well, she might not mind being your ****-girl.

You slowly start to thrust gently into her bowels, carefully measuring your movements so they fall into a rhythm. Her eyes are scrunched tight and you can tell her mind is returning to reality. Quickly, you redouble your efforts on her breasts and shower her pussy in attention as you make up for lost time. It takes a minute or two but soon her eyes open in surprise and then start to flutter as she settles back into the rhythm of your strokes. I knew you'd like anal. Her cheeks flush and she slows for a moment...but then she's back into it, rocking against your ministrations. Oh yeah, you love this don't you? You little slut. She groans in shame (at least you think it's shame) and turns away from you. You can't really act embarrassed while you're sucking me off. "MMmm!" What's that? You like the taste? How about I give you some more? Herbal Flow. Her eyes roll up as you fire a gush of the sweet fluid into her mouth, readily sucking it down along with your vine. Oh yeah...you have the best mouth! Take it deeper...yes...

Your dirty talk is having the desired effect as her pace increases and you rise to meet her, thrusting a little harder into both ends of her body. You haven't even scraped the tip of the iceberg sweetheart. This could be sooo much better...you want me to make it better? She moans an affirmative, nodding as she bobs up and down on your meat. The roots at her pussy have been lazily stroking its length and now they go into overdrive, pulling apart her dripping wetness and swirling across every centimeter of pink flesh. Dana goes wild, bucking forwards against the roots and back onto the vine massaging her bowels.

You slip your vine out of her mouth with a POP and she gasps violently for air. You wave it deliberately in front of her face, blunting the tip into a more penile shape, before tracing a wet line down her front, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. You slide between her heaving breasts, across her bellybutton, and stop at the tiny bud of her clit, mercilessly circling it as she writhes in your grasp. Do you want it Dana? "YES! GODDESS FORGIVE ME! YES! FUCK ME!" Ladies and gentlemen: the priestess of purity.