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    Submitting to his will and her own rampant desire, Katalyne squeezed on the base of the thick length, looking up through her brows to meet his hungry, dominant stare with an eager and pleading glint to her own. The head split her lips open and stretched them around his girth as she wished they would her would her other drooling orifice, but the sharp taste of his precum beading and lathering over her tongue quickly silenced all qualms.
    “Mmnfh…” The Princess muffled, pushing herself lower down onto the cock to enjoy the simple feeling of it gently filling her mouth, pinning her tongue down to wriggle and worship the underside of his hard cock. Her free hand never ceased in fingering her soaking mounds, adding a slick of lurid flesh smacking to the ragged slurps and gulps her mouth made to adjust and accept him into her.
    Not intending to leave her to her own pace, Mikhael ma de use of the hand pressing down on the back of her head, guiding and holding her down on his thick rod until it poked at the back of her throat. The pressure made the normally oh-so-noble Princess wince, splutter and groan around it in her attempt to take it down before considering letting her back off.
    For all Mikhael kn ew she couldn’t take it deeper, he held it there and nudged an inch forward to see her eyes widen from the effort and near suffocating press of it. From there, his cock was starting to constrict her breathing and overwhelm her senses entirely. His cock felt bigger and stronger than it truly was to the Princess, whose mouth and throat was full of the hot mass of flesh. Pushing her head from side to side, Mikhael finally pulled back, letting the veiny length rib across her tongue and cheeks before pushing back inward to push a cheek out with his head.
    The mewling groan for breath and ridiculous look on the Princess’ f ace was a simple, sensual treasure Mikhael held as something for him alone, and took his time, thoroughly enjoying the humiliating nature of his playful fucking. From distending one cheek to the other, plugging her throat to hear her mewl, the princess made an enjoyable game of it.
    Chuckling softly, Mikhael eventually stopped teasing her, patting and stroking his lover’s hair. Holding her steady, he instead began to move into a rhythm of pumping into her mouth, sliding his thick cock over her tongue to gently prod and fill her orifice.
    Each steady, firm lunge touche d and pressed at her throat threateningly, forcing that awkward spluttering groan out of her as the Princess simply stared up at her lover with the most innocent and pleading of stares her royal visage was capable of. While she wanted him to cease and take her elsewhere, it only encouraged her Huntsman to thrust harder and faster into the inviting stare that met each smooth thrust.
    Feeling his powerful girth thrust and slam into her mouth over and over, spattering and smothering her tongue with precum and the wondrous taste of his body, all Katalyne could do was enjoy the overwhelming ride, slurping and drooling uncontrollably as her gaze lost focus from the heady scents and tastes overpowering her.
    Practically polishing the thickest cum vein on the underside of her Huntsman’s cock, Katalyne drifted into such a state that she could almost forget about her own desire. The sensation of her breath being taken away by the act only aids in addling and dizzying her fuzzy head. The sound of her convulsing gulps and rapid strokes filling the room, but with as little warning as the erotic act began; it ended with his shaft pulled from her mouth.
    The sudden absence t ook her tongue with it, leaving it to hang out expectantly as her gulping moans spluttered into audible, panting groans. Without so much as an instructing word, Mikhael grabbed her wrist again, leaning down to take the other arm from between her legs, lifting and guiding her around on limp, shuffling legs to position her facing away from him, poised on hands and knees in front of