Claimed Princess
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“You wear these to torment me,” I say, kissing her neck.
“Obviously,” she replies, leaning back and letting my lips trail lower.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“My intentions are only to drive you insane. Not kill you.”
“You’ve succeeded, my queen.”
She lies back on the blanket and looks up at me. There is so much devotion and love in her eyes that it makes my chest ache.
“Make love to me out here, Carlos. I spent so long dreaming of you and our lives together in this very spot. It was all I ever wanted.”
I slip my hand under her dress, and when my fingers brush against her pussy, I know that she’s not wearing any panties. I growl, but all she does is giggle as I flip her dress up and move between her legs.
“You know, if you want me to eat this sweet little pussy all you have to do is ask. You don’t need to walk around without panties on.”
My mouth covers her pussy, and the flavor I love so much invades my mouth. I moan around it and reach down, freeing my cock.
“Oh God, Carlos, right there.” Her hips rise off the blanket, and she grips my hair.
I bring two fingers up and push inside her wet channel, rubbing the place I know she likes best. When I feel her squeeze me, I know she’s close, and I sit up, replacing my fingers with my cock.
“Fuck.” It’s always as tight as the first time, and her sweet pussy is paradise.
“Always so dirty,” she moans, spreading her legs wider and pulling down the top of her dress.
My mouth latches on to one breast, and I suck on her nipples while rutting on top of her. Being out in the open like this feels dirty and a little dangerous, even though I know there’s not a chance of anyone coming close to us. But being able to have her out in the orchard satisfies my inner animal.
We’ve made love countless times, and every time is like the first. I’ll never get tired of the feel of her wrapped around me, giving her pleasure like she’s never known.
“Yes. That’s is, my king,” she moans and rides out her orgasm.
Her body goes soft, and I feel her pussy contract as waves of pleasure pulse through her. It’s only then, when I know she’s sated, that I pull out and sit up on my knees. She watches, her eyes wide with excitement, as I jerk off with her slick juices and cum all over her pussy and belly.
I love seeing my cum on her, marking her as mine. And for some reason, out in the open like this, it feels right. I watch as her hand comes down and smears it into her skin, then her fingers slip to her pussy, and she rubs her clit with some of it. It’s so erotic, and I can’t look away.
“More,” she moans, and my cock twitches.
“Yes, my queen,” I say, before thrusting back into her sweet cunt and giving us both what we want.
THE END
“Obviously,” she replies, leaning back and letting my lips trail lower.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“My intentions are only to drive you insane. Not kill you.”
“You’ve succeeded, my queen.”
She lies back on the blanket and looks up at me. There is so much devotion and love in her eyes that it makes my chest ache.
“Make love to me out here, Carlos. I spent so long dreaming of you and our lives together in this very spot. It was all I ever wanted.”
I slip my hand under her dress, and when my fingers brush against her pussy, I know that she’s not wearing any panties. I growl, but all she does is giggle as I flip her dress up and move between her legs.
“You know, if you want me to eat this sweet little pussy all you have to do is ask. You don’t need to walk around without panties on.”
My mouth covers her pussy, and the flavor I love so much invades my mouth. I moan around it and reach down, freeing my cock.
“Oh God, Carlos, right there.” Her hips rise off the blanket, and she grips my hair.
I bring two fingers up and push inside her wet channel, rubbing the place I know she likes best. When I feel her squeeze me, I know she’s close, and I sit up, replacing my fingers with my cock.
“Fuck.” It’s always as tight as the first time, and her sweet pussy is paradise.
“Always so dirty,” she moans, spreading her legs wider and pulling down the top of her dress.
My mouth latches on to one breast, and I suck on her nipples while rutting on top of her. Being out in the open like this feels dirty and a little dangerous, even though I know there’s not a chance of anyone coming close to us. But being able to have her out in the orchard satisfies my inner animal.
We’ve made love countless times, and every time is like the first. I’ll never get tired of the feel of her wrapped around me, giving her pleasure like she’s never known.
“Yes. That’s is, my king,” she moans and rides out her orgasm.
Her body goes soft, and I feel her pussy contract as waves of pleasure pulse through her. It’s only then, when I know she’s sated, that I pull out and sit up on my knees. She watches, her eyes wide with excitement, as I jerk off with her slick juices and cum all over her pussy and belly.
I love seeing my cum on her, marking her as mine. And for some reason, out in the open like this, it feels right. I watch as her hand comes down and smears it into her skin, then her fingers slip to her pussy, and she rubs her clit with some of it. It’s so erotic, and I can’t look away.
“More,” she moans, and my cock twitches.
“Yes, my queen,” I say, before thrusting back into her sweet cunt and giving us both what we want.
THE END
