Iracebeth sighed softly as he pressed his chest against hers, feeling him pushing her bra up raising her arms to make it easier to remove. Upon feeling him attacking her nipples, Iracebeth let out a soft moan closing her eyes. She could feel his member pressing into her more as it tented his pants. She was getting wetting from the excitement plus whatever the spirit had the vines do to her.
Iracebeth blushed as he said he could feel the heat emitting off of her. She arched her neck giving him access to her neck, as he bit down on her flesh from time to time, Racey let out a squeak of pleasure. Feeling his hand rub against her womanhood, through her panties, her back arched and she whimpered softly.