Mate the mature woman

“Ursula, you are so hot and we are both so excited. I really want to enter you,” you moan as you rub her pussy with you dick.

“Ohh , Your Majesty, I would love that, but” she gasped. “I don't know. I'm still having my periods and this is really a bad time. If you sire your seeds in me, I may be left carrying and eventually giving birth to your bastard."

Her words have a negative effect on you as you want to fuck her even more. "Don't worry, My Lady. We will do what feels right to us, and if you want, I promise to pull."

You don't promise when to pull out, though.

"But," Ursula wavers between her lust and fear.

"Here," you say as you grab her hand and put it on your dick. "I'll let you out me in."

In the end, lust wins over her as she push your dick so that it splits her pussy's entrance a bit. “Well I suppose we can do it a little bit. I doubt I am very fertile anyway at my age."

Taking that as a signal, you press a little harder against her pussy lips and slowly penetrate about half way in. It feels tight, wet, warm, and welcoming. If not for Dobra and everyone else, you would have cummed there and there due to the overwhelmong stimulation.

Slowly you built up a rhythm pressing in and out of her tight sheath. Unlike Dobra who was active in bed, Ursula's pussy feel a bit tight as she was was widow for quite some time. "You're beautiful, Ursula. I can only imagine what a beautiful baby we could have made."

"I don't know. I want to have another but I'm not married." The words affect her despite her earlier caution.

"Would you want to get married to me then?"

"What will people say about me marrying a younger man? Not only that, they will say I betrayed my husband."

"You are letting a younger man who is not your husband pleasuring you right now," you say as as you pull out, trying to control yourself from cumming.

Ursula moaned in exasperation when she feels your cock leave her warm wet pussy. "Why did you pull out? Put it in, I want to cum again. It's been so long."

A naughty little voice in your head tells you that it would be best to cum in her just as she is in throes of passion. “Let's resume," you say as you reenter her, a little more forceful this time, your pubic bones meet together.

Ursul give a little gasp of pleasure. "I've never had it deep before!"

You continue fucking her, mentally reciting scripture to maintain self-control to hold off the incoming orgasm. Ursula writhing under you is making your incoming climax closer and closer, and you don't want it to happen, at least not yet.

“Come, Your Majesty, do it faster,” the sexy older widow moans. "Take me like a commoner wench, not a wife of a nobleman. Take me hard and fast. You say that you desire me. Show me, my king, how much you want me. Make me feel wanted, desired!" Ursula then grabs your head and forces it on her left breast. "Suck it, Your Majesty, lick the nipple, and play with the other one!"

Despite the commanding nature of her request, you are only too happy to obliged. Faster and faster, you enter and withdrew inside her, as your breath begins to labor, approaching orgasm. "Ursula, I'm cumming inside you,"

Despite her own impending climax, Ursula is startled by your announcement. "No, Your Majesty..."

But she never finish her sentence. Even as you pull for the last few times, you feel her legs trapping you, preventing withdrawal even if you really want to cum outside of her womb. Even as her mouth is saying something, her body is saying otherwise. With a final brutal thrust of your bum, you push inside her as deep as you can, and hold yourself in her as you spray her womb with your seeds.

The knowledge that she had let someone not wedded to her to seed her triggers Ursula's own climax.

Eventually, you slump onto Ursula, adjusting a bit so that you're not crushing her, and Ursula stays with her legs tight behind your hips. You gently kiss and nibble the widow's neck, as she contentedly close her eyes and siles.

Eventually, you lift yourself up a bit and gaze into Ursula's eyes and say, "Thank you, that is so incredible."

"You are incredible too, Your Majesty. You're good, no, better than how my husband was."