PRINCESS’ CURSE - Page 6 (Patreon)

She can’t help herself, with the Prince’s tiny form in her palms she simply NEEDS to feel his manhood against her massive tongue. As she slides it over and under him her lust  grows and so does her body. 

She enjoys herself so much she soon outgrows the mountain she’s perched on and flops down onto the farmland below. 

Not missing a beat her large slippery tongue continuing to fondle and glide against the Prince’s minuscule package and her body responds by taking up more and more space.