Alexander looked down at the ruined makeup and the dark mascara running down the fair beauty's face with a sort of undisguised relish. To think there would come a day he would be able to reduce a bona fide princess to such a state.
And this was not to even mention what she had in her mouth- the thick spear gently pumped in and out of that tiny hole, glistening with her frothy juices, and forcing the girl to slacken her jaw and flare up her nostrils to try and accommodate it.
It made pull such a lewd flush over her gorgeous face… that Alexander really wished he could keep a picture of the ruined expression.
This expression was also partly caused by the onslaught coming from the back, as Seelima slowly amped up the tempo, ruthlessly swinging her crop to 'discipline' he child.
