Celebration (Patreon)

After the ceremony for the Dalmascan Award for Heroism was over, Princess Autumn met Slayn, who was patiently awaiting her in one of her private chambers.

"So, how was the ceremony?" the farmboy asked. Autumn licked her fingers seductively. "He was tasty..." purred the princess. "...but not as tasty as you..." Autumn fondled her lover's growing member. "I was thinking about you all ceremony. I want your big dick inside of me." 

Slayn and Autumn passionately kissed, falling onto the bed. "This bed isn't very big." Slayn observed. "That's because it's not for sleeping." Autumn grinned. Slayn's manhood was throbbing. "Fuck the foreplay."

The farmboy mounted his already wet princess, entering her from behind with his long hardness. The bed rocked as Autumn's enormous melon-sized tits swayed with every quick, powerful thrust from Slayn. Load moans and grunts filled the chamber. "Fuck me..." Autumn panted as she got pounded for moments on end.

Eventually, Slayn quickly pulled out of the princess. "Wait, Slayn!" Autumn cautioned. "I have a dinner to attend tonig--" Slayn loudly moaned as he exploded over her face, hair and tits with a thick load. Autumn sighed. "I wanted your delicious seed. It looks as Arshea provided..."

"Oops..." the farmboy sheepishly uttered.