<strong>Snow White</strong><br/><strong>Snow White’s Castle; the Kingdoms of Ever After</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Her Prince (The Wicked Queen) </strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/692251/sexy_brancadeneve2_thumb.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Snow White was struck dumb, her Princes words singing her like a slap across her face or worse. Her full ruby red lips were moving but no intelligible words coming out, just her pained gasps and panting as she writhed in the grip of her…Beloved?<br/>Her azure eyes welled up with tears at the Princes continued cruel words. Tavern wenches!? Her Prince with…She sobbed tears streaking her porcelain cheeks even as she was wrenched around by the far stronger Prince. She wailed as she was roughly shifted to the rooms massive four poster bed; the imposter Prince unceremoniously dumping Snow White on the elaborately beaded and embroidered comforter.<br/><br/>“Nooo…Stop! Please!” she sobbed pleading her struggles grinding her pale flesh against the rough beading and stitches her breasts crushed against the fabric as…as the Prince bent her over the edge, pinning her there as the Princess cried and squirmed helplessly. The high bed left her bottom at just the right height for what the Prince had promised; her thigh high blue lace stockings contrasting with her pale skin and only adding to the sexy disheveled view of her wiggling upturned ass. The beading prickling at her soft smooth skin only adding to Snow’s torment.<br/><br/>The confused and frightened princess froze as she felt her skirts lifted up, her fine pale blue lace panties suddenly tugged and ripped from her leaving her flawless ivory bottom and hairless sex lewdly offered up the Prince’s lustful gaze. Her thigh high blue lace stockings contrasting with her pale skin, her stiletto healed blue pumps barely on the floor as she stood on tiptoes. Served to only add to the sexy disheveled view she was unintentionally offering the wicked Prince of her upturned ass.<br/><br/>