Bowser toys with Peach

Bowser had the princess right where he wanted... he could easily throw her onto the bed and **** her then and there. Still, deep down he wasn't an evil villain; he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Peach momentarily eyed the window, calculating her chances of escape - but without her dress to slow her descent, there was no way she could survive a fall from Bowser's tall tower. As she turned back to her captor, Bowser got an idea. He opened his hand and let the keys fall to the floor. Immediately, Peach dived for the keys, and Bowser stepped forward, shifting slightly, putting her face was on a crash course with his cock. Peach's eyes widened in surprise as she slid into the Koopa King. Not wanting to ram his cock into her throat right away, Bowser grabbed Peach's shoulder and slowed her down so that just his tip pushed past her soft lips.

Peach's gut reaction was to pull away, but then she may never get the keys. Being this close to Bowser, she couldn't see a thing a part from his round stomach. She reached behind his thick legs searching for the keys and bringing her lips further down his shaft. Bowser gave a soft moan and grabbed her hair as he slowly thrust into her mouth. It was only then that Peach fully realized what she was doing. She couldn't really blame Bowser for his reaction - any man would react the same way from getting an accidental blowjob from a princess. Trying to ignore the huge cock thrusting in and out of her mouth, Peach continued fumbling around for the keys.

Finally Peach felt her hand wrap around a large metal ring. At the same time she also felt something else. Bowser's cock had stopped thrusting inside her mouth. A second later, it began shooting loads of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat. Sputtering, the princess pulled away, thankful that Bowser had released his grip on her. However, this just allowed him to continue spraying all over her face and pink bra.

"S-sorry," Bowser stammered as innocently as he could. "I was just so surprised when you-"

Peach held up her hand to stop him. "Pl-please don't speak of this ever again," she mumbled. She studied his face suspiciously, trying to gauge if his apology was sincere, but couldn't meet his gaze for long before turning away blushing, embarrassed about what just happened.

"Umm... do you want to get cleaned up?" Bowser asked.