And yet it was not from fear at all. No. A deep, blissful happiness flooded through her instead, warm and all-consuming, because she knew her master's thick cum was going to mark her womb soon, to claim her completely and breed her like the perfect little knight slut she had become.
Her thighs quivered helplessly around him, her oversensitive pussy clenching and fluttering with weak, exhausted pulses as another soft, broken whimper slipped from her parted lips, her back arching just slightly off the stone in eager, wordless offering while fresh tears of overwhelming joy and need slipped down her flushed cheeks.
