T-Girl fairy tale 7

“Beg for it? I have no intention of making you beg for it. I am a more mature woman than that young girl that was infatuated with you so long ago. I have the appetites of a mature woman and tonight I am insatiable. I have found the power that comes with my station and I am exploiting it for all of the sexual satisfaction that I desire. My dear lucky Roland, you are next.”

With two quick strides she covered the distance across the cobblestones and grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head. He let out a squeal like a little girl as Angel began to beat him about the face with her rigid member. The thwack, thwack, thwack, of her hardness on his skin echoed in the stable.

“Open your mouth! Open it for me! You need to make me slippery before I try to enter your tight little arse! You better slobber all over it!”

Roland’s eyes were tightly shut as he tried to no avail to squirm out of her grasp, but Angel was too strong for him. She released her grip on her flailing pole and grasped his jaws forcing them open. Aiming her cock with her hips she shoved it into his open mouth all the way to his throat making him gag. Pulling her hand away from his jaw she pinched off his nose forcing him to gasp for air around her invading penis as she thrust repeatedly into him. Holding tightly onto his head Angel proceeded pumping his mouth in earnest as he sputtered and slobbered all over himself and her prick.