1. The Raid


    Date: 2/24/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: Vuruda, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    talked about it giggling and teasing until the mistress caught them and put an end to it. Their lips parted once more. Without a word he rose. For a moment she blinked confused up at him. He towered more than 6 and half a foot. It was when he grasped that sword of his that she remembered that she was alone with a savage from the mountains- the years might have changed him, why would he be content with me? Risking his life, attacking a town, why did I think I would be enough for him? She dared not to ask. Instead of drawing his sword he detached it from his belt and leaned it against the altar, beside it his dagger and a short sword. Then he turned back to her. She didn't know if she should be relieved or scared. She would trust the knight she knew years ago when they took her from her burning home, screaming at him to save her, that she would be his wife. That day they told her he would be hanged so she should shut up. But somehow he survived, hid in the mountains, rallied other survivors together and schemed this raid to save her. The bandit just extended his hand to her. What now? Will he guide me outside and take me to their hideout and make me his wife, queen of the bandits? No, she was foolish to think that it would end like a fairy tale, but she took his hand anyway. He did not help her to her feet but guided it to his breeches and placed it on his crotch. She could feel him stiff through the fabric. He pressed her fingers against it and moved them up and down. As he ...
    let her hand go she noticed that she continued with the movement on her own. Just an instant later she pulled his erect member from his clothes. It was long and hot and throbbed underneath her touch. Even both her hands clasped around the shaft did not cover the entire length. She was nervous as to what to do next. It seemed the tighter she held it, the stiffer it became. Slowly she moved her hands up and down, twisting her wrists now and then. The tip became swollen, red and shiny. When she was kneeling it was right in front of her eyes. She kissed it softly and instinctively and when she heard the bandit give a low grunt she knew she was doing it right. Her hands kept stroking up and down, up and down. She could feel the bl**d rushing through the veins on his shaft and pulsating against her touch. She kissed his manhood more often now. It tasted weird and fleashy and had its own sweet smell. She loosened the grip and stuck out her small tongue to lick along the bulgy skin down to where corse dark hair was growing. After a while his cock was wet with her spit and she had an easier time stroking. She would continue until she felt his hand on the back of her head. Just when she was about to kiss him once more he pushed her down into his crotch. It parted her lips, slid over her tongue and made her almost choke. He thrusted his hips a few times, forcing her head to stay in place. His cock gliding down her throat until tears run down her cheeks. Her small hands dug deep into his ...
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