“No, forget Gustaf you can marry me instead,” Harald insisted. Mia was shocked, and then |Harald’s fingers were at her vagina, probing. Redtube King Harald and the reluctant Princess
The banqueting table groaned under the weight of the lavish dishes prepared for the nobility of the tiny Alpine moutain kingdom of Upper Moronia. With four brothers she was pretty far down the next in line to the throne listings and her father saw an excellent way to avoid paying a dowry, so the plans were laid. “Peel them down and spread your legs,” the King ordered with barely restrained excitement. “Do you like cock?” he asked crudely. “No, It’s true.” Mia replied. He swiftly unbuckled his belt, dropped his breeches and under breeches and sat down on one of the unusual chairs.
