She steps free of her dress

The white-haired beauty steps out of her dress and lays back on one of the narrow couches spreading her legs open in a silent invitation that you have every intention to accept. All around you the collection of scantily clad slaves watch with interest as you step to where the young woman is laying and position yourself between her white thighs. She had only the thinnest feathering of downy hairs, each so pale they were nearly translucent and in this exposed posture you can see the lips of her cunt open slightly and the glistening of dew signaling her readiness to accept you.

"Well, go ahead." The dark-haired **** laughs from behind her veil, "everyone wants to fuck this one, you may as well have your turn too." The contrast between this young woman's creamy skin and crystalline eyes, the golden-skinned dessert beauty and the earthy chocolate of Maluba was as great as the difference in their personalities. Maluba's pride and confidence was different from both this silent woman's passive acceptance of what was going to happen, and the veiled ****'s sensual experience. You find all three to be exciting in their own way, but at the moment you want this fair prize. Without wasting another moment, you position your cock at the pink lips of her pussy and rock forward slowly into her tight passage.

Hades this felt good! Another faint vocalization from the girl under you stops you for just a moment. You have no idea if it is a moan of pleasure or discomfort, and at the moment you don't even care. A harder push drives you deeper into her and she moans louder this time, but still gives no indication if she wants you to slow down or press on. This 'princess' might not be a virgin, but she is as tight as any girl you've ever fucked and the way she moans with each thrust is turning you on.

So you continue to press into her; with each push you claim more and more of her pussy and each time she lets out a vocalization each one slightly louder as you drive deeper into her. By the time you are fully embedded in the pale skinned **** she is crying out as loudly as any woman you've ever fucked, and her wordless cries are driving you on with a passion and intensity that you will not be able to maintain for long. All the other slaves are watching with keen interest and several of them are fingering themselves as you pump in and out of the moaning woman. Even the skeptical veiled **** is impressed.

"Goddess that is hot!" She exclaims as her hips gyrate in rhythm with your hips and her hands caress her round curves in what looks like an erotic dance that like your fucking is building to a quick climax.