<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Knight-1.jpg)</div><br/>The young noble groaned and growled as the amazingly buxom kitsune minister to his manhood with her huge, silky orbs.  It was such a very sweat caress.  Not so hot nor so tight as a girl's channel—much less a virgin's velvet depths—but this caress had a special magic all it's own...<br/><br/>If only he could trust the girl to go through with it, and not use the superior control this position gave her to tease and torment him 'til he was mad with lust!<br/><br/>That was a man's place, not hers.  That was<em>his</em>place, damn it all to hell!  He should be ravishing this girl sweetly 'til she begged for release,then offering it to her at the cost of wearing his collar 'til the end of her days!  Angry and more than a little panicked, Valon snarled and thrashed as the passion the girl was pumping into his veins set fires in him he'd never realized he could feel—much less withstand!<br/><br/>Grappling desperately for his courage, Valon suddenly remembered what he' seen earlier.  When Atreyu bared his manhood to her eyes, the girl had frozen, going a little pale, beautiful pink lower lip trembling...<br/><br/><em>She's afraid...  Even with me completely helpless under her spell, she's hesitant to take her pleasure...  That's why she's ministering too me like this!  She's afraid she can't accomadate me, afraid I'll streth her too far, maybe ruin her for a normal sized man 'til the end of her days...  <br/><br/>   The powerfully built noble found himself chuckling softly in spite of his predicament.  This girl with her silky orbs wrapping around the thickness of his shaft and her kissable lips and hot red tongue teasing him for all the seed he has to offer was afraid of him, and sooner or later she would be his.  <br/><br/>   In that moment of revelation, Valon's fists slowly closed at his sides.  His slips slowly spread into a smug smile.  Taking care to give no other sign that he could move again.  As his desperate grunts gave way to serene, satisfied moans, he hoped she'd think he was weakening, not realize that—now that he had his control back—he was letting her minister to him with the motions of her sweaty, silky globes and hot red tongue.  <br/><br/>   The young noble worked up a defiant stare and growled at the girl, then gave a needy moan.  His skin was flushed, his muscles oiled with sweat.  His balls were tight, and his manhood felt like a red hot bar!  <br/><br/>   Valon struck!  <br/><br/>   Mighty hands siezed the kitsune by her yellow-gold hair.  With a furious roar, he plunged the girl's head down the length of his member, forcing down her throat 'it her lips were against his golden nether curls. With a furious growl, he bcked his hips again and again and again!  <br/><br/>   Then with a roar of pure triumph his seed gushed down the kitsune's throat in a torent!  </em>