Ideas danced in my head. Shower me in your tangy cream!”
The princess jabbed two fingers into my snatch. XXNX I need this so much!”
“Enjoy!” I groaned before latching onto her clit again. I liked feeling important. “Just keep licking me!” whined the goodwife. Was she Prince Meinard’s daughter? The friction burned through my cunt. My butterfly-like wings flapped behind me, celebrating my pleasure. So hot! Such rapture reached my mind. “Oh, Slata, thank you!” the goodwife moaned, her limbs hugging my body tight. I devoured her married pussy. I imagined her tangy flavor as I gulped it down. My fingers pulled at the bedding I thrashed on, gripping it as the ecstasy drown my mind.
