<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Leon Aeide</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">The eldest 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/1a5b9afe-0161-4354-bc75-a3a3c40a5d28_zps38f9d31e.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">When Adelaide started to kiss him and ride him, the last bits of morning sleepiness dissipated into thin air. He was craving for her tight, hot hole on his member and her heavy breasts pressing against his chest. Bending his knees, he took a firm stand on the bed and started to pound her hard and wild. She may believe that this would be just a quickie, but he had woken up early and they would have enough time for two or three rounds. And after tasting her ass yesterday, she would get him there again this morning too. It would probably remind her all day that she was his.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Don't think that I will go easy with you, just because it is morning, honey. I allow you to get up once I am satisfied. Or once you are sore, you vixen. Why did you never visit me on my castle before today, Lady? Was my reputation too bad for you or did you simply hope that the king would marry you?"</span><br/><br/>Leon lifted her body up and held her on top of him, while his dick rammed hard and quick into her, making her breasts juggle like crazy. It was quite the view and it drove him over the edge, making his pounding more relentless and luckily he felt her muscles squeeze his dick at the same moment as his cum shot out of it.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, damn. You will be my death one day..."</span></div>