<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Yakari Aeide</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/e502d570-9e84-4133-bfed-cd10f89cd1f5_zpsb0fae3ac.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Yakari knew that Amena would soon sink to the ground, as all this teasing got too much for her. His hand on her breast went to the back and started unlacing the rest of her dress. When he had managed this task he practically lifted her out of her dress and carried her to the bed. He was more than horny himself now. Usually he would have waited for Amena to undress him, but he couldn't wait so long, so he quickly let his sword tumble to the ground, when he opened the belt and he removed dress and pants, just to find Amena's hand greedily grabbing his hard meat while he pulled the shirt over his head.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Now, now, you wanted me to own you, I can't when you hold me like that.”</span><br/> <br/>A grin appeared on his face, when Amena blushed a she dropped her hands opening her legs automatically, but Yakari quickly took her waist and turned her around, placing her on her knees and hands. His hands caressed her back and then her ass, while he placed himself between his legs. When his dick pushed into her wet hole a satisfied moan escaped his mouth. Yes, this was his wife and he would never grow tired of her and her body. He enjoyed every inch of his dick sliding into that tight, hot, wet cave of lust.</div>