I took a moment to admire my reflection. My straight blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, revealing two pointed ears on the sides of my head. My high cheekbones, full lips, pointed nose and big blue eyes had gotten the attention of many potential suitors in the past, though what distinguished me from my female peers was my body. My lanky teenage frame used to be a point of embarrassment for me, but my mother always told me I would grow into it. Her encouraging words proved to be prophetic, for as my late puberty bloomed within me, my lanky body transformed into the striking form of a woman. The sun beaming on my white dress gave it a translucent appearance, and I could see the pink points of my nipples clearly from the centers of my robust breasts. My bosom was pressed tightly against the fabric of my dress, which narrowed as it ran down my muscular torso before widening at my hips. I narcissistically turned my body to get a look at my best asset. The fabric of my dress creased at the peak of my backside, giving off the hint of posterior cleavage as the dress flowed down and around my thick, perfectly formed cheeks. You self-absorbed bitch. I thought to myself, smiling. I dipped the bottle in the stream, sending ripples from the point of contact. My distorted reflection stared back at me, my features shimmering ethereally in the near-dusk sunlight. A ripple moved across the reflection of asian my eye, and for a brief moment my blue irises appeared orange before changing back to blue with the next ripple. The auburn cast of the sun was undoubtedly the cause, and the anomaly was forgotten with the relief of washing my parched throat. I continued down the path to Castle Thorum, making haste for a campsite before light failed me. It was unusual for a princess of the Highlands to venture alone, but I had proven myself more than capable at dealing with threats. The Noble Court objected to my plans of a solo venture, but my father came to my aid. “Yavara is the most skilled bowman the kingdom has ever seen! I have witnessed her take down a platoon of orcs single handedly, which is more than any of your sons can say. She’s young; give her a chance to explore the world alone before the burdens of age confine her.” Despite his defense of my choices, Father was curious about why I would not take a traveling companion. I told him that I wanted to test myself -and that was true-, but the real reason I wouldn’t take a squire, was because I did not expect one to remain loyal to me. My father jealously guarded his daughters, and being his second born, my only real value to the monarchy was my virginity; I certainly didn’t need one of Father’s lackies sprinting back to Bentius the moment I blowjob laid with a handsome blacksmith, or a rugged stable boy. Leveria had the luxury of inheriting power, but I would have to marry it. Of course, it wasn’t my power I was consolidating with marriage, but Father’s, and in time, Leveria’s. I shuddered to think of the day I Brunette would have to call my elder sister, “Your Highness,” for Leveria would make sure I did. I never understood her animosity toward me. Yes, Father doted on me as the son he never had, but in the end, I would still be married-off to some lordling with soft hands. “Cum in me,” I whispered. I don’t think I had ever been so scared of a lightning storm before in my whole asian life, the flashes were so bright and the thunder so loud. They lived so close, and it was super easy to sneak to the back of her house and in through the back door. “Daddy... “ I panted. blowjob “Good morning, Master!” "Lilly, help me! LILLY! Candice went home early. “Whacha doo” Connie was looking down a Rachel and then looks up and sees me holding my hard-on in the shower. Brunette Then sliding low I press my fingers to her silky underwear and rub smoothly against her opening. "They feel even better than they look. I spun around like an enraged cat. We continue walking, at this point, we’re more than halfway there. “Doesn’t that bother you?” “Yeah, a panty snake,” she said.