Page 114 of The Proposal Problem


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She replies with a low groan, liking the sound of that. Pounding my cock into her at record speed, I can feel her getting closer by the second.

I grit my teeth, feeling my balls tighten and my muscles tense. I’m ready.

“Fuck!” she shouts. “My King, fuck me!”

And like I said I would, I obeyed. Grabbing onto her waist, I fuck her, pushing her down on to me. Meeting her at every thrust.

I thumb her clit, tortuously rubbing it. I feel her body shake, her breathing shallow.

Her fingers pull at my hair, nails digging into my skin, and she forces my head in between her tits. She gasps, and I feel her tight pussy clench, milking my cock as she comes. Her body tenses and quivers.

“Ahh, fuck. Yessss.”

Her body relaxes slowly, and she catches her breath, still holding me. I quickly pull out of her and throw her on top of her dress.

She looks surprised at first, but then her mouth grows into a mischievous grin.

“Come for me, my King. Come on your Queen,” she pants, licking her lips, eyes looking hungrily.

Clutching the dress, she arches her back and lifts her tits, presenting them as targets.

“Yes, Your Highness,” I grunt as I stroke my cock tightly.

Staring directly at her, I release my cum, coating her breasts and stomach.

She watches raptly, biting her lip as my fountain of cum cascades on her.

I fall back onto the cushion, calming my nerves and catching my breath. I watch Percy dip her fingers into my cum, licking it slowly off her, savoring my taste.

Fuck. She’s amazing.

“My King, you taste delicious,” she smiles and bites her lip.

“And so do you,myQueen.”

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