Dareios performs

“What, no witty comeback?” Yolanda continued, adopting a supremely smug expression which sullied her otherwise beautiful face, if Dareios was to state his opinion on the subject.

“You didn’t ask me a direct question,” Dareios explained, “and I’d like to point out that it’ll be rather hard for me to shot my cum all over your tits while I’m tied down, though I can see how someone of your intelligence would fail to realize that.”

There, that’s better, Dareios thought to himself. Yolanda’s newly adopted expression of seething anger was much preferable to her previous cool smugness. His little quip might not have made his long-term chances any better, but it would certainly make his life a good bit more interesting in the purely short-term scope of things.

“You insolent bastard!” Yolanda fumed, and Dareios felt tempted to admit that yes, Yolanda was right about his parents not having been married, but he thought that that might be a bit excessive, and so kept his mouth shut as the blonde slut’s temper settled down a bit again, the short flare-up soon being over and her previously so seemingly unshakable calm having been restored.

“No, I mustn’t let you rouse me,” Yolanda viewed Dareios with a type of benevolent scorn with which a nobleman would view an uppity peasant, and Dareios actually had to bite his lower lip to keep himself from pointing out that he wasn’t too pleased about her managing to rouse him either.

“After all,” Yolanda went on as she raised her skirt up to show off her hairless, pink slit, “I’m the last woman that you’ll ever get to fuck, though I’m certain that my master can arrange for quite a few men to fuck you as you lead out the last few miserable days of your life upon this earth if I ask it of him.”

At this point, Dareios had deemed it best to simply zone out whatever it was that Yolanda was saying, and instead focus on her arousing physique. He’d been in tougher spots than this one and come out alive on the other end of them, even if he’d have been hard pressed to recall any of them at this point.

Yolanda now climbed into bed, still clad in her leather skirt, before she mounted him, his cock suddenly becoming veiled by the front of her skirt.
Reaching down with one hand, Yolanda caught hold of Dareios’ member and maintained a less than gentle grip on it as she steered its blunt business-end towards the dripping lips of her sex.

Once the tip of Dareios’ cock was positioned against the puffy entrance of her sex, Yolanda began to push her hips forwards, while repeating “Oh yes!” over and over again with a very husky voice.
As for Dareios, he did his very best to keep quiet as the walls of Yolanda’s tight sex clamped down on his cock, her wet pussy feeling so tight around his member that he guessed that he’d be lucky to last a full minute before letting loose a cannonade of jizz.

With little regards to the damage to Dareios’ pride that his ejaculating so quickly would bring, Yolanda now began to ride him with a lust-crazed frenzy, her golden hair cascading and shaking while her massive tits began to wobble in an irregular pattern which threatened to hypnotize poor, defenceless Dareios.

With few ways in which to defy Yolanda currently at his disposal, Dareios decided to do his very utmost to make it so that he wouldn’t be the first of them to reach orgasm. She might not have dipped his balls in poison, but it was still his duty as a holy warrior not to surrender his jizz to the forces of evil too readily.
To that end, he allowed every muscle in his body to slacken, which served to take the pressure of his swollen balls and engorged and honey-trapped cock.

Minutes went by with Yolanda showing no signs of slowing down the speed with which she was bouncing up and down on his powerful lap, but finally Dareios was treated with the satisfying spectacle of her coming to a complete halt followed by the release of an earth-shaking scream as her climax came thundering in to the accompaniment of girl-cum pouring out of her bald, cock-filled quim.

Her eyes closed shut; Yolanda remained still apart from the quick jerks which rocked her voluptuous body with a few seconds interval, honey still trickling out of her twat.

“Huh,” Yolanda finally exhaled, “so you haven’t shot your load yet?”
Without making any attempt to dislodge his huge prick from the snug confines of her soaked pussy, Yolanda ensured Dareios that “Not to worry, I know just how to make you do that.”