After Godric finished between her legs, he smiled and suggested she sit on him. "You can do it," he whispered, "I’m not done yet." The girl hesitated, her gaze drifting down to his enormous penis, which was still hard and ready for action. She was afraid her pussy would stretch too much, and her future husband would be able to tell. But her curiosity and desire overpowered her fear.
She slowly lowered herself onto him, feeling her body resist his size. Her pussy stretched to accommodate him, and she moaned from the mix of pain and pleasure. Godric held her by the hips, helping her move. She began to rise and fall slowly, feeling him fill her completely. Her body adjusted, and the pain gave way to growing pleasure. She closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the sensations, her movements becoming more confident.
Then Godric took control. He lifted her and began to thrust her onto him as he pleased. His movements were powerful and rhythmic, and she felt her body yielding to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her moans growing louder, her pussy tightening around him. She felt her orgasm approaching, but he stopped.
"I want to finish," he whispered, "but not inside." He placed her on her knees in front of him, and without hesitation, she took his penis into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around him, her tongue sliding over the tip, drawing a groan from him. He placed his hand on her head, guiding her movements, and she obediently moved back and forth, feeling him grow even harder.
And then he groaned, and she felt his penis begin to pulse in her mouth. He pulled out and came on her face and hair. His semen dripped down her cheeks and lips, and her long blonde hair, soaked in his seed, began to glow with a golden light. It was incredibly beautiful, as if she had become part of some ancient ritual.