>>11993189Do I mind? Hm...do I mind...
>He repeated the phrase a few more times, slipping into his mother tongue once or twice. As he pontificated, his hips not-so-subtly raked back and forth along her exposed skin. The drippings pushed out from top left clear tracks. The answer would come, but not as soon as she would've liked. Lebe pushed his warm, ruddy cheek directly against the princess's stomach and agonizingly dragged upwards. He took his sweet time interspersing each inch with a delicate kiss, practically worshiping her. When his lips reached the band of her bra centered between her bosom, Lebe sat clean upwards. He tore the uniform and dress shirt from his body with expedient haste, revealing that toned, athletic swimmer's body beneath. Not a strong, muscular boy, but his dedication to his job was evident. Maintaining his wolfish smile all the while, Lebe stood upwards. He balanced himself upon the wavering surface just long enough for him to pull down his stained briefs. His cocksure boyness popped out and pointed upward, small and deft just like the owner. As quick as the strip show began, it was over again, with Lebe laying across her sprawled body once more, now practically grinding against it. The side of his shaft glided along the top of her thigh, burning with soothing heat. His trail of kisses began once again, this time straight up her cleavage and across her collar until ending straight upon her nape. That good enough for you? Hehe...you're so pretty, Prinzessin.
>His crotch ended resting in her stomach while Lebe preoccupied himself with a little suckle upon her neck. 