Warrior, he grabbed the girl by the waist and then bend under him. Their faces were opposite each other, and the commander did not hesitate to dig into Mardi’s crimson lips. If the thick mustache caused her some inconvenience, she didn’t serve it. A wide palm sank down over the girl's shoulder, felt the shoulder strap and pulled the thin fabric. With a quiet crash, the nightgown dispersed to the very hem. Nothing gets poorer. Continuing to press a girl to his left hand, right Edukan immediately began to squeeze naked breasts with large stiff nipples. Mardy arched towards the prince and with a soft moan spread her hips wider. There was no need for persuasion - with a short roar the august offspring burst into her.

Inside was cramped. Of course, the prince’s dimensions also played a role, but the mistress was clearly not a virgin for a long time. No, they are definitely taught something. It is necessary to visit more often in the lower halls, local whores should be able to have a lot of interesting things.

Educan's powerful piston flicked back and forth, tightly wrapped around Mardi's lap. Rejecting the embrace, the prince freed his left hand, so that now both palms are comfortably seated on the elastic chest, massaging it zealously and occasionally slightly twisting the hard nipples. Mardy, however, responded with hoarse moans. Temperamental chick. Accelerating the pace, Edukan felt that Mardi's vagina was starting to shrink, while it was at least too early to expect an orgasm from her. It seems that these were the next tricks of the most ancient profession - the girl was impatient to get pregnant from him. “Well, no, dear, you will work your chance in full,” his highness smiled inwardly. Kohl soon this girl may suffer from him, he will use her body in a proper way.

The prince froze, cutting off another Mardi moan. Gray eyes looked at him in surprise, but his gaze lasted only a split second - Edukan turned his lover on his stomach with a sly movement. The left hand slid down, several times squeezed the appetizing loosened buttocks and penetrated between the elastic hips. Mardy, with a languid moan, tried to move back towards him, but the strong muscles did not allow her to even move. Wait, honey, and you can forget about your acting things. Meanwhile, Educan’s fingers rubbed the clitoris bud and gently walked over the lips of the open vagina. Mardi groaned again; palm immediately popped out and again began to knead elastic buttocks. In passing, the prince tickled the ring of the anus with his fingernail, but the thought that had just appeared immediately evaporated. Let's play fair - if the girl wants to get pregnant, you have to go to meet her. After a while, by itself. In the meantime ... strong fingers again slid down to the pleasingly opened heart.

Mardi wheezed, pressed against the bed. While the iron muscles of one hand kept her in a fixed position, the other teased the clitoris and made her vagina thirst for thirst to take in something. Numerous droplets of grease had long run down the broad thighs and remained on the sheets, but the prince was in no hurry. One more time, the mistress jerked to meet unmerciful fingers, but Edukan only pulled his hand back, and the passion of the young body was again unsatisfied. The girl could only wriggle under the verified brutal caress, bite her lips and rub with a magnificent breast on the feather bed. Now in her groans there was no prankiness, she had long been driven not by professional interest, but only by passionate desire. Mardy frantically rotated her ass, trying to somehow be closer to her tormentor and lover.Another moan broke into a squeak. The girl literally begged to take her.

The prince grinned at his mustache. Now she has reached the desired state - there will be no more naughty and trying to somehow speed up the process. That's good. The right hand slipped from the neck, and before Mardi realized that she was no longer holding, a powerful organ pierced into it to its full length.

A richly moisturized vagina has not ceased to be as tight as before. Grasping an appetizing ass with both hands, Edukan stretched Mardi with a flourish and even rudely, but she did not mind at all, and only actively lifted his movements, lifting herself on her elbows. From the sharp jolts of her breasts dangled back and forth, and her legs gradually spreading wider. The result was not long in coming — the prince’s bedroom was pierced with a piercing cry, and Mardi fell weakly on her chest, leaving her hips raised, between which the representative of the ruling house still broke into her tender flesh.

However, he did not last long. When the large shudder of the orgasm stopped banging its mistress, the prince came out of her and gently pulled her hips back. The girl flopped on her stomach, and after a moment strong hands turned her over again. The warlord Orzammar leaned forward, being on Mardi on horseback, economically put his palms on strong breasts, brought them together and, without wasting time, drove his organ between them.

He had to act like this before, but not a single lover had a bust, which successfully combined size and elasticity. Oiled with Mardi juices, a hard rocky member, squeezed by the breasts, then almost completely left the “tunnel”, then slipped forward again. With her own hands, Mardi covered his palms, harassing both hemispheres. Strained purple flesh now and then jumped out right in front of her face. Smiling slyly, the noble hunter lifted her head slightly and began to catch her fluttering head with her lips as she moved towards her.

For some time this game fascinated both, but soon the uncomfortable situation affected both - Mardi's neck was numb, and the prince was just tired. Once again, without any warning, taking the initiative, Edukan got off his mistress, picked her up and walked down from the bed. Bringing the girl to the nearest corner, he lowered her to the floor. She, still relaxed after the first orgasm, put her hands on the wall - and, knowing perfectly what the august lover was leading to, she bent in the back, sharper outlining the contour of her chest and pulling her butt attractive. The prince ran his hands along the inside of his wide-spread hips, tried on, and, with a short grunt, entered the girl again.

Wide palms stroked thighs briefly. Moving the center of attention higher, Edukan with a quick release slapped Mardi on the buttocks. She responded with a guttural cry. Persistent hands, meanwhile, continued their journey until they reached the swaying chest. Grabbing his nipples with his fingers, the prince began to pull at them like a new baby. Pulling over, he got a lingering moan in response. After pinching the nipples a little more, the warlord began to use them to control the process, forcing the girl to move towards the swift piston.

But it could not continue for a long time - Mardi’s hoarse moans grew louder, and the spread legs began to frantically break. Looking around the room, the prince found what he was looking for right in the same corner. With a wave of the hand, the fragments of crystal were flung to the floor, and a moment later, Edukan threw the girl back on the table and continued the work, throwing her legs on his shoulders.

He himself tired of holding back. The girl, I must give her her due, managed to please him, it would be time to give her what she came here for. True, he doubted that this figure-skating girl wriggling under his pressure and curling on the table was now cared for by some professional considerations, but persuasion is a persuasion; Yes, and nature took her. Having increased the tempo, he continued to ram Mardi’s bosom, until she again began to shudder - and after a while he stopped himself on the spot, finally filling the limp girl with his seed.

The prince took a breath and took Mardi's legs off his shoulders. The luxurious body lay on the stone table without strength, but it no longer aroused any desires in it.It is necessary to have a good sleep before tomorrow's battle, and you should not forget about your relative. Edukan pinched the girl's chest, seeking a meaningful look.

- Tomorrow, when I wake up, you will not be here anymore.

Stomping his bare feet across the floor, he climbed onto the bed and sprawled on it to his full height. Before closing his eyes, the warlord glanced at Mardi, who had not yet risen to her feet. “If he really does,” he thought lazily, “the bastard will call him Trian, in memory of his brother.”