One glance at his guest's revealed cleavage almost made the decision for him. His heart rate increased, pumping blood to his large dick. He came closer and ran his hand through her beautiful blone hair. Towering over her he asked softly: "Things must be really desperate if a King is prepared to give his princess to a rogue knight."
Her smile vanished and she shyly hid her green eyes. "Hordes of goblins are terrorizing our lands! They defeated our armies and forced us to hide out in the castle. Meanwhile they are sole masters of the countryside. They kill our men, burn their homes and fields. They rape our women, sometimes untill they die. Being married to a great warrior is a small price to pay for saving my people!"
Mila drops to her knees and clings to his legs. Her magnificent breasts are pressed hard against him. Her hands firmly grab his buttocks and thrust his pelvis against her slightly turned face. She lifts her beautiful green eyes at him and pleads as tears run down her cheeks: "Please help us! Please! My father will bless you to marry me! You will become a Prince, and later our King! And I will be your good wife! I swear I will obey your every command! Please! Please don't let the goblins have me!"
The very thought of those dirty green creatures ravaging Mila's human beauty would fill any hero's heart with rage. But perhaps Zander is not a hero, but a villan, who only wants to ravage her himself? |