Dont stop…Don'r stop..it feels good..It feels good.."
"CUMMMMING!"
Janet's whole body twitched and she felt a tingling sensation.Her knees buckled and at the exact moment Roland pushed her onto the bed.
He positioned himself at her entrance, pressing the tip against her drenched folds.
"Janet, your pussy is leaking."
"Gosh!Don't say that?"Janet's face flushed in embarrassment and she covered her face.
"Then here we go? Make sure tosavorr and remember this moment."
Then with a glance he trusted his cock inside.
"AHHHHH!" Janet winced a little, the initial sting of penetration still fresh, but Roland moved with care, easing himself inside inch by inch.
Her tightness was like a vice, milking his cock as if begging for more. Roland paused, giving Janet time to adjust, his forehead resting against hers.
"Are you okay?" he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. Janet nodded, tears of pain and joy mingling on her lashes. "Yes," she breathed, her hand cupping his cheek. "Just go slow."
Roland kissed away her tears, his tongue tasting the saltiness. His hands roamed over her breasts, thumbs flicking her nipples into hard peaks.
Slowly, he began to move, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in. Janet clung to him, her nails digging into his back as he set a slow, steady pace. Each thrust pushed her closer to the edge, her hips swaying naturally, meeting his rhythm.
Ah… Roland," Janet moaned, her nails digging into his back. "You feel so good… so big…"
He groaned, his hips snapping forward as he sheathed himself fully inside her. They both cried out, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.
Roland stilled for a moment, savoring the feel of her around him, before pulling out slightly and thrusting back in. Janet's moans grew louder, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper.
"Harder," she begged, her voice a breathless plea. "Please, Roland… harder!"
He obliged, his thrusts growing more forceful as he drove into her again and again. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with Janet's loud, unrestrained cries. She clawed at his back, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust as they lost themselves in the rhythm of their lovemaking.
"You feel… so good," Roland grunted, his voice strained with effort. "Janet, I… I can't hold back…"
As the sensations built, Janet's resistance melted away.
Pain gave way to pleasure, and soon she was rocking her hips in time with his thrusts, her gasps turning into eager moans. Roland took this as a cue, increasing his speed, driving his dick deeper into her velvety depths. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, mixing with the chorus of their passionate cries.
"Oh God, Roland!" Janet screamed, her body arched off the bed as another orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around his cock, squeezing him with relentless force.
Her pussy started flooding with liquid.With each thrust liquid splashed.
Roland growled, his control fraying as he felt her inner muscles spasming around him. He reached down and pinched her nipples with a good amount of strength, getting a high-pitched squeal from Janet in response.
Her breasts bobbed wildly with each thrust, the full weight jerking them in mesmerizing arcs of motion.
Roland pulled her close and flipped them so that now she was beneath him. The change in position allowed him to dive even deeper, his balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust.
Janet's legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his buttocks, urging him on. He leaned down, capturing one swollen nipple between his teeth and suckling it fiercely.
"UMMMM!"
"OOOOO!
Janet moaned jolting in pleasure as her body swayed as Roland's cock hammered her pussy again and again. The effect of cock sliding against the walls was a bliss she had never felt.
The pleasure was making her mind blank.
Their bodies pressed together, skin slick with sweat and the remnants of his release. His lips found hers in a deep, hungry kiss, their tongues tangling as if trying to consume one another.
Roland kissed her through it, swallowing her cries and holding her close as she rode out the intensity of her release.
His tongue invaded out.Janet cried out again, this time with the dual feeling of his tongue and cock pushing her higher and higher.
"Oh, god, …. honey, do it. Push it in me. Give Me all your cock.
"Ohhh, I am going to cum again, I am going to cum."
Janet screams were the trigger.
With a guttural roar, Roland rammed into her one last time, burying himself deep.
His cock swelled up and exploded as he grunted.
"DAMM!"
"UHH!CUMMMING!"
"Shoot in me, honey, shoot your juice in…uhhhhh."
Janet slumped back against Roland as her orgasm drifted off its peak.Her body twitched with an otherworldly sensation.
He collapses on top of her panting hard, both drenched with sweat, where Janet's tits press flat against his chest and its rapid heartbeat syncs along with them as they rest entwined in after passion.
Roland rolled off her, his softening cock slipping out of her with a wet pop. He cradled her in his arms, peppering kisses along her shoulder and neck.
"I love you," he murmured, his voice hoarse. Janet turned in his embrace, her eyes glimmering with unshed tears. "I love you too," she replied softly, pressing a tender kiss to his lips.
Still not breaking the kiss, Roland pushed Janet onto her stomach, this time positioning himself behind her once again. His cock, though not yet hard, twitched with new interest. Janet shivered in anticipation, her nipples brushing against the sheets as she rested her head on her folded arms.
He lined up his shaft with her entrance, the tip nudging against her opening. "Ready for round two?" he asked, his voice laced with playful mischief.
Janet looked over her shoulder, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Hmm….Yeah," she purred, her body already humming with excitement.
Roland chuckled, his grip tightening on her hips as he thrust forward, claiming her one more time.
The two of them completed the final step that night and went over crazily till morning.
Roland, who was so excited about his first experience, showed what it meant to be a Master Knight.
Under his repeated spear attacks, Janet, a young maiden, was unable to bear his full vigor and passed out.
Despite this, she still had a satisfied expression on her face and seemed to be quite pleased with her husband's performance.