“I need to get some sleep,” Ekaterina explained. “I am getting hard again.” Boris replied, “A moment please.” “You have done your duty,” Ekaterina explained, “I am no longer a virgin, in fact I am entirely ruined.” “ I too am a virgin no longer ,” Boris replied, “I too am ruined.” “Don’t be a complete idiot all your life,” she insisted but as his cock hardened again he started to hump her once more. “Boris, stop,” Ekaterina ordered. “No, I now realise I like fuching,” Boris explained, “Why did you never ask me to fuch you before?” “Boris, you are the Prince, you are the man, sex it was for you to ask,” Ekaterina explained. “But do you not like me fuching you?” Boris asked. Ekaterina thought a moment, Boris’s cock actually felt quite nice she decided and more important he didn’t stink of horses like Count Prizen. “Yes Boris I like you fuching me,” she agreed. “Then you will marry me instead?” he asked. “No probably not, for Count Prizen loves me,” she insisted. “That is a pity,” Boris admitted, “But when I am king I shall take you as my mistress.” “Well in that case I might just as well marry you,” Ekaterina agreed, “You’re no great shakes as a lover but at least I get to be queen one day and you don’t stink like a horse.” “Thank you,” he said simply. “But what about Count Prizen?” Ekaterina demanded. “Has he a big cock?” Boris asked. “How should I couple know?” Ekaterina replied. “Sophia needs a outdoor big cock, she keeps wanking herself with a broom handle,” Boris suggested. “All Count Prizen wants is a link to the Royal Family,” Ekaterina insisted, “I am a cousin, but I have no wealth, he has wealth, he has a big house, I can love a big house.” “Right, but can you love me?” Boris asked, “No,” Ekaterina admitted, “You are boring Boris, nothing but a, Oohh, boring, Agghhh,” she gasped as annoyance led Boris to fuch her rather roughly, “Oh fuch me Boris!” she party cried. “Do you like that?” he asked, “Are you sure I am not hurting you?” “For heaven’s sake shut up and fuch me!” Ekatrina pleaded, as Boris bored into her crushing her clit with his thrusting and sending warm waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. “Ohhh Boris!” Ekatrina cried, and quite shocked herself when she realised she was not actually faking. “Oh Ekatrina!” he gasped and all too soon he was shooting his wad indian into her once more. Sometimes they’d have to pass to make way for passing traffic, then they’d pull over into the left lane to let Cliff pull up beside them again. She again tried to fight him off, pulling sex at the chains and closing her legs, but she could still feel his fingers brush against her womanhood. I looked across at Mark who had a large erection but I think his age had somehow dampened his outdoor sexual drive and he was fighting himself. Want to get some relief?” It starts as a low couple party moan and indian grows into a scream. "I pity those" she replied looking straight at her rising bosom. He rubs the tip of his cock up and down her pussy lips. "M-me? A- all right…" she stammered. Bekah bounced up and down joyfully, mewling her pleasure, enthusiastically riding her father’s throbbing slut fucker like she was busting a bronc in the rodeo! Abby sat back down in her usual spot zipped down her west and kicked back to let the sun dry her. "It hurt," she whimpered. Your eyes open and regard me silently in a steady gaze. “You most certainly did not! So, what do we do?” “What?” she asked as she trembled through her pleasure. I was startled and could feel the tide turn. It's true, I would never leave any of my women and they knew that.