T-Girl fairy tale 8

“No Highness here. When we are together like this I am only Angel.”

“Then my Angel, please stop talking and make love to me.”

She placed the slippery head of her penis against his eager arse and urgently fed herself into him. She neared the depth where she usually had to stop, but Jared’s willing hole easily continued to swallow her and as soon as she was fully in him his talented sphincter gripped the base of her prick. Angel moaned with delight at finally being completely engulfed by her man’s arse. She slowly and luxuriously stroked from the base to the tip and back to the base again, reveling in his sweet deepness. His sphincter gripped and released her with a steady rhythm always being sure to squeeze around the thick base of her throbbing womanhood.

Jared reached up and cupped her full breasts through her dress. He squeezed them and rubbed them, then finally slid his hands onto her sides to pull her down on top of him. Their mouths met and her tongue pushed deeply into him as she kissed him passionately never slowing the steady pumping of her hips. They kissed and Jared sucked on her tongue in time with his flexing arse hole as she fucked him deeply. Angel pulled away, breathing hard she looked into his eyes and the lust he saw there told him she would be coming any moment. He wrapped his legs around her waist and hooked his ankles over her round firm ass. Pulling her big member as deeply into him as he could he clamped down around its base with all his might and a whimper escaped Angel. Convulsing in an orgasm that was so intense it was almost painful Angel erupted deep inside her future husband.