37 Drunk night

He hadn't been to the hidden little palace for the second day, when Jürgen stifled his thoughts into an intoxicated night of alcohol.

"Jürgen… Jürgen?"

Addressed him a female voice. As the man opened his eyes, he saw a female figure at the end of his bed.

"Who is there?"

"It's me Jürgen."

Slowly the obscure figure began to clear. The characteristic snow-white swinging dress, black hair, violet eyes…

"Ariana ?! What… what are you doing here? How?!"

He sat up suddenly.

"Don't be angry Jürgen…"

With teary eyes, she responded in a trembling voice as she gripped her skirt.

"I missed you so much, I had to see you."

She looked at him desperately. Jürgen swallowed hard, not knowing what to answer.

"I…"

Then the girl climbed onto the bed and climbed on her knees all the way to the man.

"What are you doing?"

Jürgen asked as he tried to crawl back, but his back collided with the headrest.

"I'm cold…"

Said the girl, who was only a few inches away from the man's face at the time.

As she knelt in front of Jürgen, the straps of the dress slid off her shoulders and the man gained a glimpse of her bare breasts.

"I … I think Ariana… you should go back."

"But I you missed you so much… and I'm so cold… while I'm here… at least let me hug you…"

"Um, I ..."

He hesitated… but the girl did not give him much choice.

"Please."

With that, she sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You see - You missed me too, Jürgen - you can't deny it."

She looked into his eyes.

"Huh?"

It was then that Jürgen noticed that his dick had almost torn the silk pajama pants off, it was pulsing so hard.

"Don't send me away, please…"

She whispered as she leaned closer and kissed him softly.

Jürgen tried not to reciprocate the kiss for a while, but the smell of pleasant breasts, her intoxicating cherry scent slowly overwrote his rationality… and his instincts took over the power of his body.

He puched his tongue into her mouth, and initiated a passionate kiss as he grabbed Ariana's butt to lift the light female body slightly, and allow his thick hard cock to break free from the excess dress.

"Ahn…"

She moaned as Jürgen led her onto the precious tool.

"Ah… Jürgen… so big… and hard… hmm…."

Panted Ariana.

The man also groaned for a moment, as the narrow tunnel accommodated his weapon, which was starving for years… since he had taken his place next to the king, he had not had the opportunity to take a dip in such a wet, hot chalice.

He then gripped the silky breasts. As she slowly writhed on him, Jürgen diligently sucked on the pink nipples, which were as sweet as honey…

"Ahn… more… Jürgen…"

However, the girl's enjoyable reaction soon captivated him and took control. He leaned against the queen on the bed, whose flushed panting face provided such an erotic sight, that the man could not hold back any longer… he just wanted to fuck her.

He stretched out her silky legs, and began to fuck her with all his might… and it felt so good… to hear the satisfied screams, to feel her hot embracing velvety pussy until finally the fruit of pleasure burst out of her.

"Ah… hah?"

Then Jürgen felt some warm, wet… slimy substance on his thigh. He opened his eyes to see what it was.

"A wet… dream? You gotta be kidding me? "

He tossed aside his blanket, which revealed the soaked cloth and the still hard penis underneath.