Castle Sex

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Midnight in the castle.

You be my maiden fair.

I come in yo chambers at night.

I'm yo king, bitch.

I'm gonna tap that ass good.

You roll over in yo bed.

The moonlight shines down on yo huge tits.

I put my mouth on yo titties and I suck 'em.

Then I work my way down to yo feet.

I love yo feet.

I give 'em a little tickle, all sweet like.

You giggle under yo breath.

I giggle back at ya.

We gigglin'.

I take yo toe, and I suck dat shit.

The big toe. The one with that long-ass nail.

I start to chew on dat fucker.

It's nice and juicy.

Smell like cheese. Good ole smokey swiss.

It stank, but it a good stank.

I starts to get hard.

My dick all big now.

I pull out my dick, rub it up against yo foot.

Girl, yo feet rough.

Callus city up in dis bitch.

But that feel good on my dick, ya see!

I hump both yo feet till I bust dat nut.

You moan all sexy like.

I grab a towel and wipe yo feet down.

I rub that towel on yo face.

Girl, you smell like my seed.

i done marked ya.

The castle at midnight. In my dungeon.

They a troll down there.

LaShawn.

I fuck LaShawn the troll.

He put a spell on my ass.

I get sleepy.

I pass out.

I wake up this mornin'.

My hands tied to the post.

My mouth gagged.

I look down below.

I feel funny.

And wouldn't you know it?

I ain't got no dick no mo'.

What I got is a big, hairy-ass pussy.

In shock, I is.

LaShawn come in, droolin' and gruntin'.

He bring some friends.

They pull out they big troll dicks.

Thangs look like big-ass mushrooms.

I can't scream.

They hold me down. They start to fuck my man-pussy.

One gives me a foot fuck, the other in my butt, and LaShawn...

He in my new hole.

I wanna scream, like I say.

But then it start to feel good.

"Pomp and Circumstance" on the turntable.

It play all loud while I get fucked.

Troll bitch.

After a while, tho, I start to moan.

I start to feel a new feelin' down below.

LaShawn grunt, drool, and lick my chest.

His breath stank. I don't care no mo'.

I start buckin' my hips.

The trolls keep fuckin', 'specially LaShawn.

All of a sudden, he howl.

His legs start to quiver.

I buck and thrust. I'm swollen. I cum hard.

A pussy orgasm feel good.

Knock me out almost. Make my eyes roll back.

LaShawn come inside me.

The others, they come too.

Their come smell like sulfur and hot trash.

The smell knock me out.

Every hole of mine be oozin' troll jizz.

You, my maiden fair, you be sleepin'.

My cherry done been popped.

This was castle sex.

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