A quick screw in the thicket

The Queen’s lusty pleas, coupled with Dreyvel’s growing horniness make one one option viable. “Come with me, Your Majesty,” said Dreyvel, leading her toward the thicket.

Caroline doesn’t wait until they are safely out of sight to begin disrobing. As she follows her lover from the carriage, she slips off item after item, until they arrive at the thicket, and she is naked.

“I must have you, Dreyvel,” she says, breathlessly, dropping her clothing on the ground and practically tearing her bodyguard’s clothing off his body.

Dreyvel lets her hands do the work as his hands explore her body. One hand caresses the queen’s breast as the other finds her silken pussy and slips in two fingers.

Caroline gasps at his touch, and presses her mouth against his. Their tongues intertwine as she roughly grabs his cock and strokes it.

“I need you to fuck me now, Dreyvel!”

Such foul words from such a refined lady never fail to shock and arouse Dreyvel. He grabs the queen’s ass with one hand and guides his cock into her with the other. Standing there under the canopy of tree branches, the half-elf begins to ram his swollen erection into the wet cunt of the Queen of Mirantia.

“Fuck me harder, Dreyvel!” she commands, pulling his hips harder as they thrust against each other.

Lowering the Queen to the ground, using their clothing to protect against the rough earth, Dreyvel lifts Caroline’s legs and begins to powerfully pound against her. The otherwise peaceful countryside begins to be filled with the sound of their bodies slapping against each other and the Queen’s breathless words of, “Oh yes! Fuck me like that!”

Dreyvel is silent, focusing on the rare beauty before him. The queen’s breasts bounce under the **** of his relentless fucking, and he feels the power of an orgasm building within him.

“Cum inside me, Dreyvel!” she pleads, wrapping her legs around her lover’s waist.

Dreyvel wants nothing more than to release his seed inside her, but knowing the horrible consequences, he forces his way free from her grasp and manages to pull out just in time to pump his full load all over her stomach and breasts.

As the two lay together, in each other’s arms, catching their breath, the Queen smiles. “One day you will let me feel you cum inside me.”

“One day the King will find out, and he will —“

Dreyvel stops and listens. “Be still, Your Majesty!” he says. “I hear horses approaching.”