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"Wait", he chuckled. "Let's get these off before you trap me down here.." His hands moved to the hem of the fabric and slowly, teasingly, pulled them down towards her ankles. It seemed like an eternity before he was finished, and Sigrid could no longer contain herself. Her legs were shaking, and her breathing became laboured as he finally removed her panties completely, giving him full access to her most private area. He quickly brought the underwear up to his nose and inhaled deeply, shamelessly, before smiling at her with a lustful expression."Your scent is divine.."He ran his fingertips along her legs, touching - and appreciating - the thigh high socks she was still wearing. Sigrid just laid there, panting, leaking out liquid arousal, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips on her pussy again. "P-Please.." she said softly, wanting him to do what she so desperately needed. "L-Love me, Alric.." She closed her eyes for a moment, taking several deep breaths to try and calm herself

His eyes lit up when she said that. And then his cock was pointing at her - at her mouth, in fact. He grabbed onto it with one hand while he kept his other on the back of her head - not forcefully, just resting it there. He tried to relax, and even closed his eyes, looking like he was in deep concentration. Sigrid kept looking at his face, then back at his cock, then at his face again. As the seconds ticked by, her nerves were increasing, but also, the arousal she was feeling was growing too, and she started breathing heavily in anticipation of what was to come. This was actually happening.And then he was peeing, shooting his liquid gold all over her face, all over her lips and hair, and dripping down onto her breasts and skin and body, making her feel dirty yet incredibly warm. Her socks got soaked. The stench was strong, and Sigrid couldn't believe how intense it was, but at the same time, she couldn't fathom how aroused she was either. The heat was strangely pleasant. She felt the

After several moments of letting Sigrid gett used to his girth and his length, he bottomed out - fully inside of her. They both moaned at the sensation, and he continued to hold on to her as she looked down into his eyes, tears forming in hers yet again. It was a very odd sensation to have something this big inside. One that she thought she could easily get addicted to. And then Alric pulled back a little, before slowly thrusting in again. His hands on her hips helped keep her steady as he did so, and he began a slow rhythm of fucking her gently. Sigrid's head fell forward and her eyes went dreamy."It feels good doesn't it..?"She nodded, unable to speak. And then he grabbed onto her legs, forcing them further apart so that he could enter her even deeper, and his motions became wilder. "Oh my god," she cried out as the new depth hit a spot that she didn't know existed inside of her. Her whole body tensed up from pleasure, and then relaxed immediately after. "It feels incredible, Alri

A shy smile spread across her features,, knowing that he really was in love with her - not that she had doubted that, but it still felt so nice to hear. "I'm glad you've found me irresistible enough to let your guard down," she whispered gently as she crawled back up next to him, holding him tight. "I bet Debbie didn't let you do all this to her, huh?" Her cheeks burned hot from embarrassment, but she smiled widely.He burst into laughter. "God no," he said and shook his head. "No, she was a total pillow princess. But Sigrid, don't worry about her anymore, okay? We are here together now - and that's what counts." His voice was soft and reassuring, like he wanted to put all of her fears to rest. "This is real. We love each other. And you're also my best friend." He squeezed her in his arms. "You'll never need to worry about other girls ever again. You belong with me."Sigrid's smile grew even bigger, and she took his hand, giving it a squeeze. "I know," she replied softly. And then she

She smiled and bit her lower lip, looking around the room. "Yes, there is," she replied, staring me up and down with a grin in kind. She began, "How old are you, Gabriel?""19", I answered truthfully. I wasn't sure what the optimal answer was, but I knew it'd be easier to play off my genuine lack of worldly experience if I stuck with a lower number. If I would have told her I was 25 instead, which I might have been able to pass as, she might get suspicious if she realized how little I knew about the upper class lifestyle.She stared at me with warm umber eyes, "You're just a boy."I feigned innocence, shrugging. "That may be true, but I have already found great success in the world, having started my own company as young as sixteen. I am sure that many a man twice my age cannot say the same, and have a less impressive list of achievements. Though, I must confess, ma'am, that I find myself lonely at times, and it does make for a rather hollow feeling, having to endure life without the