Norfolk can't contain himself

Norfolk eyed up Druuna’s body, naked except for the long wet strands of her hair, hugging her perfect figure. Suddenly overwhelmed by the vision of such a patently gorgeous woman, her moist body glistening in the soft moonlight, Norfolk couldn’t play it cool any more. He lifted Druuna up with his hands and lowered her to the grass. Druuna gave an uncharacteristically falsetto coo of pleasure, delighted at how strong her lover was and how easily he handled her. Norfolk directed his throbbing member to Druuna’s sex and jammed it in without ceremony.

Norfolk started eagerly pounding away, his mind temporarily possessed with lust. Druuna squealed out in ecstasy, by this point seemingly discarding any pretence of her week-long servitude to him being anything but completely voluntary. Druuna was rather astonished at herself, even after today where she had been fucked more times and in more ways than she could count, her arousal had not peaked but was still steadily growing. This was fortunate, as she was able to provide ample lubrication to accommodate the repeated insertion of Norfolk’s huge girth, letting it bring her to new levels of pleasure.

Druuna felt herself breathing quicker as she felt Norfolks weight lower itself onto her, his broad figure blocking out the night sky. She did not know whether the way he pulled her curvaceous legs over his head was some primal expression of dominance or was just him trying to stimulate her more sensitive spots, but she loved it either way. This position, combined with the speed Norfolk was efficiently fucking her, meant his heavy balls repeatedly slapped against her ass with audible smacks. To Norfolk’s surprise every one was followed by Druuna’s voice bellowing across the plains.

“Oh, God yes! I love it when you smack my ass!”

Norfolk made sure to make a mental note of that.

Norfolk was much faster than usual, not pacing himself, just trying to relieve himself of the overwhelming sexual tension and soon pulled out of Druuna’s clutching hole, coming with incredible ****. The first spurt shot over Druuna’s face and ample breasts, and it was followed by five more, each slightly shorter ranged than the last, ultimately covering Druuna from her forehead down to her belly. Norfolk did not just give facials, but rather “full frontals”. Drunna grinned up at Norfolk through her sticky white mask.

“Oh dear, you’ve made me all messy again. I suppose I’d better clean up…”

Druuna punctuated her teasing by swirling her finger around her cum covered breasts and drawing it sensually back to her lips, licking it clean. She continued cleaning her entire body this way, looking at Norfolk with a wicked smile the whole time. Norfolk could not believe his luck.

After she was finished, both were exhausted by the sex marathon they had had and Norfolk made ready to go to sleep. Druuna saw him moving towards the tent and said jokingly.

“I suppose since I’m yours for the week you’ll want me to sleep naked outside the tent and crawl in at morning to wake you up with a blowjob, huh?”

Druuna heard herself speak and wondered if she was joking or not. Norfolk smiled, glad that it was Druuna who had made the suggestion.

“I suppose so…” he said, careful not to give any sort of order, wanting to see if Druuna would do it herself. He took his bedroll into the and waited a little while, before falling asleep with the excitement of a kid on Christmas eve, knowing he would have a soft pair of lips wrapped around him to wake himself up.

Druuna curled up onto the grass, a little surprised at herself. She felt a little exposed sleeping as exposed as she was, but knew the competent and deadly Norfolk was nearby to protect her if need be. She fell into a blissful, relaxed sleep, loving how the cool wind felt on her, and how each blade of grass tickled her exposed skin, reminding her of the day’s events.