Heaving and writhing as if joined not only physically but with a power and sexual passion all of its own. After what seemed like an eternity, Green Pr...ncess movements began to slow and I lay there, pulling on her thighs holding her body against mine assuring my cock stayed within her even as it began to shrink in size. We eventually stopped moving, both of us breathing heavily, having fully spent our bodies and our energies on each other. I sat up, she remained seated on my groin, my limp. Jim was quick to take some pictures. Then he nodded to me and motioned towards the door on the other side of the room. I rolled her back over on her back and told her to stand up. I took her by the hand and lead her to the open door. Jim was taking pictures all the way and captured some pictures of the stream of cum running down her legs and dripping onto the carpet with every step she took. I turned the bathroom light on and lead her to the bath tub instead of the toilet. “Step in” I told. She was known in royal circles as Princess Anne Von Trappenstein and was reputed to be a "cold fish" in matters of the heart. Anne knew that was simply a false rumor probably planted by one of her many enemies in royal society hoping she would drop in the standings of "most eligible Bachelorettes of Royal Blood" that currently broadcast her to be in first place.Princess Anne had just recently turned eighteen and she wanted to learn all about the realities of life outside the castle. Her maid. Her body was being drawn to him, her heart beating out of her chest as her legs carried her across the room. She slowly removed her shirt and then untied the drawstring on her pants, letting them drop from her hips, she was left in a cream colored lace bra and matching thong. She now stood at the foot of the bed as she began pulling the sheet off his sleeping body. She climbed onto the bed on all fours being careful not to make to much noise, she wanted to give her lover a treat before she.