Vaginal
From Lord Of Utterdom
Unfortunately for Agadora, her body has already betrayed her. Her box is wet and slick, and you slide in without much effort. She cries out and begs further, the dust on her cheeks wiped clean by streams of tears as you push her head down to the floor and thrust yourself madly and violently into her.
She cries softly, but stops fighting. You pump away for a few moment more, then spill your seed inside of her. She lies on the floor, covering her shame with her hands and weeping as you get to your feet and fasten your trousers.
You laugh at the woman. "A Prince has whatever he likes," you tell her. "A Duchess lives to serve the will of the crown."
You leave the woman in the dust and exit the room, still laughing.
