Still, you stagger forward, trying your best not to touch yourself...
You keep moving forwards, barely able to put one foot in front of the other...
You push through the hedge, your skin erupting into throbbing pleasure as leaves and branches brush against you. The fever gripping you intensifies and your face flushes red hot - the heat is making your body pulse constantly with erotic need. You can practically feel the plants rubbing along your shaft as you go, making your head spin with each step.
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