King St. David and His Forbidden Destinee

Late on a rainy and thunderous Thursday night, Saint David is leaving workplace from downtown Cincinnati. He rushes from the building to his car soaking wet he quickly starts the car and pulls off to head home.

The storm is calming to him, therapeutic almost, yet he for sure wants to get off of the road as it is becoming dangerous to beat back with the stiff confidential information, and heavily pouring rain.

Ten minutes into his driving he notices a char walking on the face of the freeway, he 's no fan of picking up stranger, but it 's dangerous out, the to the lowest degree he could do is offer her a ride.

He slows down beside her as she walks slowly, her arms are crossed and tucked to keep herself as warm as she could, as she shivers severely. The look on her case is one of sadness and hurt.

'' Excuse me ma'am would you like a ride home plate ? '' He asks, in a calm, deep voice.

She slowly began to kibosh walking and looks over to David…

'' I, mean you no harm Ms. No one should get to walk out when the weather is this frightful. ``

'' Okay… '' She replies

David grabs his umbrella from the binding seat, opens his door, and hurry towards her to aid her in the car. He opens the passenger English doorway and covers her head with the umbrella and helps her in the car and gets back in himself and pulls off.

'' Thank you… '' she says softly, as her voice slightly cracking.

David turns up the heat on the passenger side of the car to give her warmth.

He ca n't help but remark how lovely she looks. There is n't a lot luminousness out given it was late, but through the dimly lit night and low fascia and Department of the Interior lights inside the car he can seduce out her beautiful melanated light skin, and long soaking wet saturnine curly hair.

Her arms are still folded. She wears a red sleeveless, turndown neck-deep V-neck sundress. Her yearn slender neck opening is dawned with a atomic number 79 layered plated paper-clip chain necklace with the alphabetic character `` D '' embroidered on the coin sitting comfortably between her wet, exposed segmentation.

Her teat mark is piercing through her dress as they are frigid and difficult. Which distracts him as he drives. He takes off his coating and reaches over to cover her.

'' I can see you 're freezing over there, here, make this. ''

'' You do n't induce to do that. '' She replies softly

'' Yes, I do. I do n't like seeing you shiver like that and if I can be of armed service I will. ``

She looks over to him, and him to her. He sees teardrop streaming down her high-pitched cheekbones and ticklish hide. A slim smirk resides on her luscious, duncical lips and her shoulder joint sit back in rilievo at his kindness. She grabs his pelage with her flabby hands and white french tip nails. David put his heart back on the road lest they crash.

'' Thank you… I appreciate this. You did n't possess to pull over and tender me a ride. ''

Her part is filled with warmth and grief. She turns her head teacher back to the window looking upwards at the sky.

'' I know it 's none of my business, but I must ask, how in the world did you get caught walking in this storm ? ''

'' Well…. '' She responds, her part shaking again `` My… boyfriend… put me out… ''

'' In this tempest ? ! '' He objects calmly, yet angrily.

'' Yes… '' She answers.

David is pissed, he thinks to himself

*How the Hell could a man put a adult female out in a storm like this ? What a bitch ! *

'' My God, I 'm so pitiful to hear that… '' Shaking his head in irritation.

'' It 's, okay… '' She exclaims.

'' No, no that 's not ever okay, but it will. '' He assures her.

'' You were n't capable to call an Uber ? ''

'' He took my wallet when he threw me out, I barely was capable to catch my cellular phone phone… ''

David is so pissed it began to express in his face.

'' Do you have any class to call ? ''

'' None that live in town, plus… It 's complicated… I… Do n't have anyone… or anywhere to go… '' Her voice nearly breaks into a sob.

St. David 's inwardness sinks, it deeply bothers him to see her in botheration.

'' It 's okay, everything will be O.K. '' He attempts to soothe her.

'' What 's, what 's your name ? '' He asks, seeking to comfort her.

'' D… Destinee '' She responds while wiping the tears from her eyes.

They come to a stoplight.

'' Destinee ? That 's a lovely gens. Destinee, my name is David…. ''

She looks to him, and him to her.

'' Listen, Destinee ? ``

'' Yes ? '' She answers softly

'' I do n't normally do this… But if you 'd like… You can stay at my home tonight. Until we get things figured out. ''

'' David… You do n't have to do that, I do n't want to be a burden, you 've been sort enough just offering me a -- ''

'' No, I insist. You have nowhere else to go and throwing you back out in this storm is unacceptable, trust me… You 're no burden I promise ! '' He assures her, with compassion.

He gazes at her, and her to him. Her hazel middle pierce his soul, He is uncontrollably smitten by her beauty, yet he restrains himself as best as he can.

She would n't normally do this, but she senses deep down, she feels she can believe him.

'' Okay… '' A slight warm smile quietus on her side.

'' Yes… I 'll stay on tonight. ''

Jacques Louis David smiles back captivated by her.

'' Perfect… '' David responds.

They drive another 15 minutes in the car, silently, it is n't an bunglesome silence, but a peaceful secrecy. Now and then Destinee looks Davids'way observing him without being too obvious. She examines his mocha coffee melanated skin. She can tell he is a well-maintained man from how well-dressed his replete beard is, and his well-shaven bald head. His spotless car elites a breath of vanilla extract caramel brown through the outlet rendering a relaxing and therapeutic sensation, along with the smooth nothingness quietly playing from the stereo.

They pull up to the drive of Jacques Louis David 's home.

'' Wow ! ... '' She comment

St. David 's home is a nice two-story colonial-style home base, with sorry brick and black shutters.

'' You must be doing well for yourself ? '' She says.

'' I do okay, not where I 'd like to be, but it 'll do for now. ``

They pull into the garage. Before he gets out of the car he asks her to

'' Wait right there please ? ``

He walks around the car and opened her door.

'' Really ? ... You 're such a gentleman. ''

'' I do my best… '' He answers with a gentle smile.

'' Come with me, I 'll show you around. '' David opened the doorway to the planetary house, `` Ladies first ma'am. '' He gestures his mitt as a gentle signal for her to go before him and he holds the threshold open. ''

She has a shy smile, looks at him, and brushes her haircloth behind her ear with her finger's breadth. ''

'' Thank you…. Jacques Louis David '' ( she said handing him back his jacket ) `` You 've been so kind… '' As she enters.

His house was immaculate, not a thing out of lieu, very well decorated, a mix of art, crime syndicate painting, and decor.

'' This is a pin-up home, David… ''

'' Thank you, would you like something to drink ? ``

'' water is fine. '' Grabbing a frigid bottle of water supply from the refrigerator he briefly shows her around and leads her to the living room.

'' Here you go, have a seat in my electric chair. It 's very comfortable, plus, I 'm for certain your groundwork are sore from so very much walking ? ''

'' You 've been so sort to me St. David, '' she remarks as she sits down and takes her shoe off, `` I do n't know how to repay you for your kindness. ``

'' No worries at all, it is the to the lowest degree I can do. I 'll be back, hit yourself comfortable, I 'll be justly back, look around if you 'd like or rest here it 's up to you. ``

St. David walks upstairs. While he does so Destinee image she 'll take a flavor around. Examining the art and characterization in his rest home she spots a flesh hanging on his wall, a realtor 's license stating his epithet `` St. David, business leader. ``

She comes across a shelf of home photo. Some of David 's family members and ally. But one, in particular, stands out to her. One of David and another womanhood. Her arms were wrapped around him, they were both smiling. She wore a ball field anchor ring, and he, a marriage band…

Jacques Louis David coming from upstairs notices what has caught her care.

'' Having a feel around I see ? '' He asks gentlemanly

'' Yes… '' she answers uneasily.

'' Saint David ? Is there something you need to separate me ? Because I do n't require any difficulty. '' A sense of concern is in her voice.

'' No, nothing at all… ''

'' Are you sure it 's okay if I stay here ? '' She turns to him as if she was preparing to take heed an faze solvent.

'' Yes, it 's fine why do you ask ? ''

'' Well you did n't tell me you were married, that sounds like bother for me, I 've had enough trouble for the night… ''

'' If you 're talking about the picture of Claudia and me, she 's my ex-fiancée ... '' He informs her.

'' Ex, what happened ? ``

'' She died in a car accident three geezerhood ago. ``

'' Oh, I 'm sad to get a line that… She was beautiful David… You two looked happy… '' Her concern fade from her countenance and position as she appears to be more at ease.

'' We were… I 've not been with anyone since I lost her. '' ( He walked closer to her. ) In fact, other than my mother, no woman has stepped foot in my home until now… ''

She stares back at him, her gaze is fixed on him, admiring him, she searches his face with her eyes. `` Three age no one ? '' She asks curiously.

'' When I love… I love hard. It 's not leisurely for me to fall in honey, not usually… ''

The thunder rolling wave through the house Jacques Louis David ca n't resist admiring her beaut. She captivates him all the more as she gracefully stands before him with a shy elegance, hands behind her back one leg crossed over there other. The red sundress compliments her flawless peel for now, in the lighter he sees her.

'' I 'm observe Mr. King, though I wish this here and now could 've been conceived under different circumstances, if you were as form to her as you 've been to me this evening there 's no doubtfulness she was very felicitous indeed '' Her voice is a sweet-scented melodic phrase in his auricle

'' The award is mine, by the way, you do n't experience to prognosticate me `` Mr. '' ( He smiled ) I 'm flattered but, it 's not requisite ''

'' I 'm just being polite, besides I was raised to respect my elders ... ''

'' Elders ? ( He chuckled ) I 'm only 25, you ca n't be that much younger than me Ms. ? `` He replies inquiring about her last name.

'' Hill, Destinee mound, well I 'm 17 so… ''

A looking at of seismic disturbance loot St. David 's brass

'' WHAT ? ! '' He says to himself conflicted.

'' Is there a problem Mr. King ? '' She inquires with a grinning on her face as she steps toward him.

'' Uh, no, no problem at all. ``

'' In fact, I brought you something, a towel, brand new toothbrush, washcloth and so on. If you 'd follow me I 'll indicate you where the rain shower is and your bedroom where you 'll be staying tonight. ''

For a moment she looks disappointed, as though she is saddened to get word there is another bedroom…

'' Is everything okay Ms. Hill ? ''

'' Yes, all is fine. '' She answered.

'' O.K., come after me if you would please. ``

He leads her to a unembellished bedchamber.

'' Here 's where you 'll be staying tonight. Plenty of space in here. ''

He walks to the loo and opens the sliding door. `` I placed all of Claudia 's clothing here, her perfumes, body washes, body oils, sleepwear, all of it here. ''

He closes the closet door and turns to find oneself himself snared by her trench gaze. Like a lioness seeking to down its fair game, she peers at him fiercely.

The roar rolls through the house more intensely than last ...

His heart is fluttering, he senses a warmth Rush over him, his body begins to tingle, he fights with all his might every sexual mentation he has of this young teenage girl.

'' What are you doing David ? Be stiff ! '' He vigorously persuades himself.

'' Destinee ? '' He calls to her

'' Yes ? .. '' She whispers back unto him

Stepping closer to him.

'' Is there anything else you 'd wish to… show me ? .. '' She lustfully questions him taking another step.

'' God DAMN … Hold it together David ! '' He objects in his mind.

'' Yes, this way I 'd like to show you the bathroom. This way please. '' He guides her with a bridge player motion.

She stands before him, her optic fixed on his centre searching him, as to look for the profundity of his soul. He reciprocates, her peer is powerfully intimidating to him, almost as if she looks communicates :

'' You ca n't resist for long. ``

She walks towards the door, as she does his eyes immediately fall to her feminine swaying hips, and slim shank, her second joint thick and inviolable, her ass firm and plump ! She is built like a goddess !

'' If you take a leftfield here, there will be the bathroom you 'll be using. If you need anything just let me recognise I 'll be in my room just across the mansion. ''

'' You 're not going to give me a tour of your room ? '' She asks in disappointment

'' Maybe another time… Ms. James Jerome Hill ''

'' Okay… '' She responds. She smiles at him watching him step back and shut the door.

'' I 'll just collapse you some concealment now. '' He says closing the door tight.

'' Woah ! ... '' He releases a silent deep suspiration of succour.

David goes to his room to ask off his suit and get in the rain shower before he heads to sleep. doing so, realizing he left his cellphone on the kitchen parry he goes to retrieve it.

He walks into the hallway, he can listen the rain shower running, however, he can get word it flash than he thinks he should be capable to.

He looks to the bathroom doorway to notice it about a quarter the way open.

'' I know for a fact I closed this doorway what the nooky ? '' He approaches the doorway, there she is, exposed fully in the brilliance of her aura ! Nothing to hold back her completely unveiled, the exhibitor mantle is drawn back revealing soaking wet nakedness.

'' FUCKING Scheol, YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME ! ! ! '' He thinks to himself. Never has he laid eyes on such a masterpiece.

She gracefully washes her skin, soap suds and kisses her coffee nipples, caresses her honeyed navel, and onto her cleanly shaven still pussy flowing down her precious mingy thigh. Her titty are a arrant `` C '' replete and buoyant just the way he likes. Her ass is toned, blotto and flump it is plain she works out. Her rib Cage was decorated with a tattoo of Tiger claw German mark. He watches her slowly wash her magnificent trunk and run her fingers through her hair under the urine. His desire for her magnifies his peter is thumping his orb tight, pre-cum making water from his hawkshaw as her hands caress smoothly over her entire breast and mouth-watering pussy lip ...

She turns her back to him and gradually looks over her shoulder towards the door. Saint David steps back from the door immediately to get out of sight.

She smiles to herself.

'' What the hell are you thinking dude ? She 's SEVEN fucking TEEN ! Wake up ! '' He berated himself burying his face in his hands.

He swiftly moves to his room to the master lav and takes a dusty cascade to impart his pedigree flow down. He finishes his nightly mundane, a touch of cologne ( Aqua di Gio ) His neck wrists, and his low-spirited stomach. Put on his tank top and silk pj's bloomers. He makes surely all of the threshold are locked and brain back upstairs. As he is heading to his room

'' David ! '' She reaches out to him with the redolence of her voice.

'' Yes, Destinee ? Can I help you ? ''

He turns towards her where her voice calls to him, he sees her standing in the doorway of the guestroom, a room decorator White lace robe graced her sonsy figure and loosely tied silk knock at her waist, her nearly exposed succulent tit tease his lustful eye through the lose weight level of fabric. Her soft stomach is faintly hiding behind the open air material, the floral sharpness of the night gown hardly veils her juicy sass ...

'' My God ! '' He tries to catch the news before they fly out but it is too late. She blushes with a shy smile and play with her hair.

'' That 's Claudia 's robe, but my God does she look effective than she ever did it in ! '' He contemplates.

'' Why yes, there is something you could serve me with… '' Her mouth are entire of seduction and mania.

Staring at him in his wickedness brown center she draws herself closer to him pace by step. The already loosened robe belt comes untie leaving her tit half uncovered and lovely twat exposed.

'' My God, why ca n't I displace ? '' Jacques Louis David ponders. Hypnotized by the alluring look in her face sent thrill down his spine ! His eyes are fixed on her. He examines her up and down his oral fissure is watering, body tingle, and hot his hawkshaw is difficult as steel he began to slightly perspire down his back. There is a aureole about her, and the vivid system of weights of it invokes a paralysis upon him rendering him inextricably helpless.

She is within inches of him now, her hands on his muscular chest, he towers over her standing at 6'2 as she is 5'5. Her odoriferous savory scent of vanilla and strawberry mark intoxicates him. She stands on the backsheesh of her toes and slowly leans into him… Her soft lips kiss his cheek.

Drawing her brass back from his, staring him all in in his heart. The boom and lighting clash and roar as the rain pours Forth and intensifies on the rooftop.

'' You are enchanting… '' He remark in pure awe of her.

'' I just want to say thank you Jacques Louis David ( the intense look in her eyes was breathtaking ) no man has ever been this kind to me, I want to repay you… ''

She draws her body into his, now she feels his heat, the intensity level of his business firm muscular body against the tender womanishness of her curvy, feminine soundbox. His shoulders are broad and his arms are long and large. She can sense the rock-hard protuberance in his pants, his phallus pulsating on her physical structure he trembled at her touch.

She wraps her arms around him gently nestling up to him as his arms were still at his side. She softly rubs the tip of her nose across his chest of drawers before kissing his sternum. Her attender finger lovingly slide from his pectus to caressing his neck.

Saint David is breaking and she knows it. He closes his eyes and begins to breathe heavily.

'' It 's been so long….. '' He moans, inwardly he begins to acquiesce to her seductive embrace.

She whispers, `` You smell so good. ''

'' Destinee… '' He calls out to her

'' Yes ? '' She softly result him, kissing his dresser and pulling herself tightly into him.

'' You do n't let to do this. '' He lifts his bridge player to suffer hers at his neck, his oculus are still close down enjoying her sweet touch, his neck opening twists and tour within her warm gracious men. His solid hands menstruum from her fingers down her arms to her face.

'' Dav -- ''

'' No… ( he interrupts ) I do n't want you thinking you have to requite me in any sexual way… I 'm not even asking for anything in return. You owe me nothing. '' He compassionately pleads.

Her big heart look up at him

'' David… I want this… your form, on my flesh… And from what I can tell I 'm not the only one who wants this. '' Begging for him she looks down to his bulging crotch and licking her lips.

He guides her forefront upwards to his middle with his digit ; she grazes her boldness against his manpower, he lays hold of her deal kindly unlatching them from his neck, and kisses her palms as she watches him.

'' Mr. Billie Jean King, why did n't you get in the shower with me ? ... ``

'' Destinee… You 're 17 ''

'' And ? ! '' She responds

'' Destinee, we could get into some real number trouble. ''

'' I left the doorway open for you… I could feel you watching me… Did you like what you saw ? ''

Lightning strikes the sky.

She places her hands on the outside of his, bringing them back to her face, closing her eyes she caresses the cheeks of her face in his strong large deal whispering `` There 's no one here but you… ( she kissed his palm ) and me… ( kissing the former ) No one has to make out '' pressing her body onto his.

Nervously exhaling David refutes `` I… I was n't watching you… ''

'' Mmph '' she chuckles, with a deviant sexy smile she whispers, `` You 're not a good prevaricator Mr. King… '' Still caressing her face with his hired hand, her farseeing wet lingua licks the palm of Jacques Louis David 's hired man triggering a shockwave of maven through his body, he gasped and moaned in pure conflicted pleasance `` Destinee ! Please sto -- ''

Her deliquium, soft, lust-filled vocalization interrupted `` No ! … ''

Tasting her way to his finger placing it in her ardent mouth sucking him. A binge sheds from David 's eyes down his look never has he been so conflicted in his lifespan. `` So lovely, '' she utters in lustful bliss, licking her lips. She enjoys every minute of it, her moist purulent lips throbbing. Her heart races ...

The thunder roars ! Vibrating the mansion St. David is losing himself. She uses his hands to partake her neck in Adam. She moans `` So this is the touch of a real man ? ... '' She trembles her body flowing with warmth and clean buzzing tingling throughout her.

'' Destinee… '' Though physically inviolable he ca n't resist her conquest. She is like a drug to him. `` Shhhh, I want you, David. '' Slowly guiding his hands to her breasts.

'' Desti -- ''

She interrupts `` And you want me… ''

With everything in him, he pulls back

'' Uhgn ! '' She gasps ! Her eyes buck open glaring at him with an angry, fiery, burning passion, as though he had pulled her from the 3rd heavens of saturated delight. Tears flow down her expression, she bites her rear lip.

'' We ca n't ! … Do this ! … '' his middle close, another rent streams down his fount.

holding her hand together.

'' David.. I 've never felt anything like this before, PLEASE ! Do n't hire this from me… '' She speaks as if she loves him.

He looks confused and surprised, because he may find the like way. But he ca n't admit that. Not now, and possibly not ever !

'' Go to your room… Please, Destinee ! ''

'' fine ! ``

She tears her hand from his business firm suitcase and storms off to the guest elbow room slamming the door.

He hangs his mind then throws the back of his head against the wall `` What the pit did I just do ? ''

Fall From grace

incoming his sleeping room, conflicted, and wrestling with himself he draws back the black-market pall he lies down in the favourable satin silk sheets of his California big businessman canopy bed and covers himself in the heavy navy blue quilt and turns on his lamp.

Laying on his rear staring at the roof all he thinks about now is her. Her touch, her scent, he can still smell her on him as if she was right next to him.

The tempest intensifies and becomes more powerful and loudly, the wind is crashing the rain laborious against the window as lightning tap multiple clock time.

He contemplates `` Why and how in the Hades am I feeling this way ? She 's too young, and I do n't even have sex her. But for some intellect, it 's like I do know her. Like I 've known her for some time, and yet we 've only just met tonight ! And she 's 17 ! But no way in HELL any 17-year-old spirit and speaks like this…. Maybe she was right we do n't birth to tell any -- ''

( Knock, belt )

There is a knock on his door.

'' howdy ? '' He responds.

'' Can I come in please ? '' She pleaded.

'' She just does n't give up does she ? '' Thinking to himself.

She opens the door.

She steps in, the lonesome light in the room is the Nox sky through windowpane. All David sees is her blot out silhouette through the drape of the canopy.

'' David, I 'm scared… '' sounding so sweet to him

Without vacillation, he attentively asks `` Scared of what ? Are you okay ? ``

'' I 'm affright of the storm… Can I log Z's with you ? ... Lay… with you ? ``

A peaceful quiet in the room, only the noise of the tempest.

'' Yes… You may. ''

'' Thank you… Mr. king '' she walks toward the bed, draws back the curtain, and covers herself with the comforter……. They lay there silently. Both wanting to address but neither saying a word.

'' Mr. magnate ? Can you hold me please ''

He lay there silently, nervously…

'' Mr. King ? '' She cries out to him sweetly begging.

He answers `` Yes… I will hold you… '' he moves closer. Her back facing him he spoons her one arm under her body the other on her side… Immediately he recognizes she is naked in his bed.

'' Destin -- ''

'' Shhhhh ! ! ! '' she objects snuggling herself tightly onto him. It is too late she ensnared him.

'' I 'm, sorry… I 'm disconsolate for slamming the room access on you. You did n't deserve that… I was tempestuous and hurt… No one and I mean no one has made me feel the way you make me experience. You 've been so good to me. '' She pulls him tighter into her, swiftly forcing his work force to grab her breast. His dick was rock solid and throbbing, she spread her cheeks to allow his sword hard gumshoe to catch one's breath between her plump ass. He felt himself slipping. Her fingerbreadth interwoven with his as she made him grope her. `` Saint David ... resist me no longer I ca n't stand it, I offer myself to you ! '' Pleading with him. She thrusts her ass into his pelvis grinding his prick slowly licking her sass `` Please ? ! '' she begged. `` I promise, I wo n't tell ANYONE, Mr. King…. My King… ''

'' Permit me, your Highness. That I may be pleasing to you, do with me what you will. ''

Chills shoot through his organic structure enticed by her willingness and her burning desire for him. Like a man hanging for his dear life on the border of a drop, his grip is slipping.

taking her hand and sliding it down his hard abs `` Destinee ! '' He moans. His sass to her ear he begs knowing if she touches him it would be the point of no tax return for them… He would shine ...

The tempest intensifies and the potent twist increase.

'' Your highness, licence me… '' She slowly slides her handwriting lower.

'' Please do n't do this ! '' He helplessly whisper in her ear, she intoxicates him. `` license me to be your destiny tonight, my King… ''

His will to resist fades, for she has overcome him. Now he desires to fall trembling from the drug-like sensation she invokes upon him. His heart unfastens, his soul, now drowning in the raging river of love, he no longer restrains the burning at the stake ardor storming inside of him but releases it with six Logos he embraces her call to Kingship :

'' I permit thee, my sweetened Destinee. ``

Like sweetly music to her auricle. Biting her lip and smiling she lap and spits on her hand and continues reaching into his pants…

'' Yessssssss… '' She hisses. She pulls his pants down over his fat 8-inch dick and grips it securely in her hand.

The tempest is calming.

Jacques Louis David melts, moans. `` Aahh… piece of ass ! ``

Kissing the back of her neck he grinds his dick into her soft bridge player.

'' Does this please you, my Martin Luther King ? ``

'' Yes, baby… You please me. '' Her spunk is filled with delight and joy knowing she pleases him.

'' Take off your shirt my love I want to feel you. '' She asks.

He does as she asks. She loves the embracing of his cutis on her skin.

'' Your dick spirit so good in my deal ! I want you to palpate what you do to me, my King. '' Grinding her fat ass onto his cock she spread her cheeks and thighs and slid his gumshoe between the warmth of her second joint and dripping wet pussy lips and closed him in !

They both moan together being full of satisfaction.

'' You drive me, rampantly love. '' Thrusting his dick into her passion without penetrating her paries. Her moist lips glazed his shaft vibrating ripples of pleasure within them both !

Kissing her neck, he ropes and pulls her nipples with one hand and with the other latching his finger's breadth with hers. With her unfreeze deal, she caresses the back of his headway while he licks and sucks her cervix. They are enthralled with one another. Giving in to the fire of desire letting it cause its way with them.

'' You quench my thirst, your loftiness ! '' She is lost in him.

'' Your highness, I want you… To taste what you do to me ! ''

'' Yes… My erotic love, whatever you request ! ''

spreading her legs to free his dick from her wetness, she rises to her knees, he lays on his back watching her every move intensely, carefully, lovingly… He was in awe of her.

'' I yearn for you, I do n't lie with how you make me experience this way. '' She straddles herself onto his belly, her dripping pussy smearing his abdomen. With her men she grabs his expression, leans in, and passionately kisses him, he firmly grips her chest as her tongue dip into his back talk he receives her honey. `` You 're so safe to me '' She whispers in between kisses.

Tears period from both of them. The sound of their wet kisses fills the air !

He looks deep into her center perplexed wondering `` How could I be feeling what I 'm feeling ? '' As she leans over him straddling him he grabs grasp of her neck, kisses her cheek, licks her lips, and sucks her neck. Closing her eyes she tastes Jacques Louis David 's saliva from sass. `` So delicious… '' She whispers. He gathers her boob together bringing her nipples near one another, licking them in a circular motion kissing them tenderly. She kisses his brow as he pleasures her ... He sucks and fits as much of her breast in his back talk he could. `` Ohhh babyyyy… Yessssssss ! That feels so good ''

'' semen to me, I want to feast on you. '' His deep voice invites her.

'' Yes, my King. '' Accepting without falter.

She sits on his face, he kisses her internal second joint and licks them, he can smell the fragrance of the vanilla oil she rubs on her supple thigh skin, he kisses each lip… and buries his face into her soakage goodness. She lost it !

'' Ohh, yesssss ! ''

He tightly clenches her thighs, she clasps onto the headboard.

'' Fuck ! ! ! '' She cried out gasping for air

He sucks her button, his tongue swirling in a circular move. The storm has calmed now there is only the auditory sensation of light pelting and David slurping and feasting on her flesh as she shook uncontrollably `` Baby ! '' She squeals `` I think… I think I 'm c -- ''

'' Ohhhhhh ! ! ! ! ... Yesssssss… That 's it ! Like a spring, her love and desire sprang forth and gushing into Jacques Louis David 's mouth. `` That 's decently child cum in daddy 's mouth mmmm so, so sweet ''

He slurps and swallows her marshy wet goodness. He sits up, but he keeps her on top of him. Her gyrating organic structure slides down to his severe cock, `` Not yet '' he says. `` Wrap your arms around my neck opening making love. '' She obeys as best she can. She is losing restraint of her body as her leg is shaking non stop breathing heavily. He sits up to his knees spread open his heels under his ass for living, facing her. Tucks his blazon under her second joint with his hands holding her lowering back, with his strength he lifts her and slowly lowers her pussycat to the tip of his tool.

'' Is this what you 've been wanting, my love ? ``

More tears flow from her big beautiful eyes.

'' Yes daddy, I 've wanted zippo more than this… '' Their eyes are fixed on one another, he slowly and gently penetrates her hot lips with just the tip…

'' Ahhh ! ! '' They both moan.

He lowers her boost driving his meat profoundly inside of her wetness.

'' Oh ! My ! GOD ! ! '' she shouts her nails dig into his back.

'' Oh love you 're so pixilated, baby… You delight me so well, my beloved ! '' He whispers in her ear.

She is amazed at his lastingness to control her body at will.

He feeds her more of his kernel stretching her…

'' pa, you 're stretching me so good ! You 're so skilful to me ! I love your dick inside of my tight pussy daddy… ''

His face still wet with her sexual love he says to her `` I want you to try how lovely you are to me. '' Passionately he kisses her, licking all over her lips as he fucked her slowly. `` Do you sample it, cosset ? Do you taste how gratifying you are to me ? ''

'' Yesssss, yes daddy, I taste it ''

Their licking and kissing continue.

'' You 're so tight, daddy… ''



'' Nasty… Just for you. Now open up … ''

He stretches her nerve exposing her miserly ass hole and plunges his prick deeper into her while they kiss and licks delicious ambrosia from each other 's lips.

'' Oh Daddy, ahhh yes sister I needed this so bad ! ``

'' You are so bloody sweet-smelling my love ! '' He declares.

'' You 're so big, baby, You stretch me soooo good pop yessssss ! ``

She creams all over his dick.

'' Say thank you daddy : '' He commands.

'' THANK YOU, DADDY… '' She obeys.

'' Thank you daddy for stretching my kitty : ''

'' THANK YOU dada FOR stretch MY PUSSY ! '' She complies.

'' Ohhh ! My fucking GOD ! ! I 'M CUMING DADDYYYYY ! ! ! ``

'' That 's right love, make out all over daddy 's hawkshaw ! '' He sucks on her neck and makes unfermented love to her wet creamy pussy.

'' BABYYYY ! ! ! '' She erupts in pleasure ! !

Again her arrest dig into him.

Her love explodes onto his fat hawkshaw stretching her out. Her pussy walls gripping his dick tighter and tighter.

'' Yes ! There 's a good girl… '' She is relinquishing herself to him. Her consistency shaking heart beating rapidly, she takes a deep breathing time, he pounds her blind drunk scratch rampart and she roars aloud with pleasure.

'' Ohhhhhh ! ! Ohhh, My GOD ! ! '' He can feel her tightening and massaging his dick and like a hurry river, her sweet liquidness lavish his hawkshaw. They both exhale, moaning and panting. He lays her on her spinal column and spreads her thighs wide.

They please each former 's figure ...

'' Can you hold your thigh for dada babe ? ''

'' Yes, my Billie Jean King, anything for you… ''

She holds her thigh open for her queen. He grabs his irradiation, guides the tip to her clit massaging her clit with his tip.

'' Please do n't badger me, daddy… I want all of you ! ... ``

'' All of me baby ? ``

'' Yes, all of you my King '' … She licks her mouth, her big oculus watering, Passion of Christ fills her human face.

'' I… I… Love you, David… ''

The look on her grimace is one of awe as though she accidentally spoke out loud they were both silent he lovingly strokes her pilus, kisses her on her forehead reassuring her, comforting her.

'' I… love life you too… Destinee ''

Staring her in the heart, he slowly penetrates her marshy wet wall, she cries… He slowly feeds her more of him…

'' I want you to feel my love deep inside of you. ''

'' Yesssssss. Yesssss. Yessssss. '' Repeatedly she calls out and receives him.

'' Can you feel daddy 's do it deep interior of you ? ''

'' Yesssss daddy I feel it deep inside of me, stretching me, fucking me, loving me ! Deeper daddy ! Please ? ! Hold me miserly baby ! '' she begs.

He pulls her tight into him. Sucking her neck opening and feeding her all of his dick.

'' You 're so pretty, babe. ``

She gasps at the beautiful pain of being stretched. `` YESSSS DADYYYYY ! ! ! ``

'' Hold on to me. '' He instructs her. She grabs the back of his neck opening, and holds his binding tightly, suction, and licks all over his neck !

'' Oh yes infant, that 's just what daddy needed ! ``

He keeps her thighs bed cover open and pounds her slow and hard.

'' Daddy ! I love you, you 're so good to me ! ''

'' Thank you for pleasing me, daddy !

'' Daddy ? ''

'' Yes, baby ? ''

'' Daddy I want to taste your dick baby ! ! I want to feel your warm liquid love fill up my throat daddy ! ''

'' okey baby… Okay… ''

He slows his solidus and keeps kissing her mouth as she kisses him back.

'' I love you, Destinee ! ''

'' I love you too daddy. '' Responding sweetly.

On their knee they kneel before one another, touching each former. She kisses his neck, his chest, his abs, and places her soft hands on his dresser to gesture to him to lie back.

He does so.

She licks down from his omphalos to his groin, snap up his shaft gently, admiring it and caressing her face with his dick

'' This… Belongs… To me ! '' She whispers lustfully.

Slowly she kisses and tastes his tip.

'' Mmmhmm, I can still taste my honey all over you daddy ! '' She says watching him respond to her feasting on his big dick.

'' Oh shag, oh nooky, shtup, FUCK ! ! '' He shouts !

Her tongue whirl around his tip, she massages his shaft and plays with his balls.

'' Oh, that 's so full Destinee ! ``

Her, mouth on his sensible tip, she works Thomas More of him into her sassing,

'' Yes, baby suck pappa dick ! ``

He watches as her thick backtalk wrap around his cock sliding up and down and slurp off a farseeing string of expectoration that connects from his putz to her lips.

'' Yes ! My screw GOD YES ! ! She drives him state of nature !

She smiles. She loves hearing him in pleasure.

'' Give me all of your love, NOW dad !

She stuffs his peter into her fond rima oris maw he feels himself in the vertebral column of her throat as she twists her read/write head back and forth.

He roars `` Ahhhhhh ! screw ! ''

His putz deep inside her right, delicate throat his Ball erupt and explode. She slurps and gulps his pick down her throat and sop up his shaft clean…

While he moans uncontrollably she climbs on top of him and lays on his flinching, shivering body.

'' Did I please you, daddy ? ``

He tenderly wraps his hand around her throat pulling her face to his smothering her with a oceanic abyss swirling natural language kiss.

'' No one has ever pleased me More than you love… No one… ''

They continue to buss, wet, sloppy, sluggish kisses.

Both exhausted but drink deeply from the well of dearest tonight.

To be continued : reserve 2, King Saint David and His Forbidden Destinee : sleep together Unleashed