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🕑 Added 2025-07-26 22:43:44 +0000 UTCEP.193 [The Impeccably Noble Elf Princess’s Smooth Virgin Pussy.]
‘Haaah...! A kiss! I kissed my mate!’
With Eugene’s skillful, sweet kiss and his bold words, Priscilla’s mind exploded like fireworks as he stole her first kiss. It was the pure, devoted elf’s first kiss, something she would cherish and remember for centuries.
Sss...
While Priscilla’s mind was spinning, the experienced Eugene Schneider moved his hand.
Chak...!
He gently placed his hand on Priscilla’s cheek. ‘He’s so skilled! My mate is so skilled!’
Even though it was a simple, natural gesture, Priscilla-blinded by a thousand years of infatuation-shivered with excitement, praising Eugene’s masculinity.
“Smooch...! I like you, Priscilla... smooch! Priscilla, your lips are so sweet... smooch! Smooch!”
Stroke...! Stroke...! Stroke...!
Meanwhile, Eugene acted as if this was nothing new, only that the recipient had changed from Jeanne, Elizabeth, or Vivian to Priscilla. He unleashed a stream of compliments as he devoured Priscilla’s lips.
‘Haaah...! The pain is already gone! My head is spinning! My mate said he likes me! My mate said my lips are sweet! Haaah!’
Tremble...! Hic! Tremble...! Shake, shake, shake, hic!
Priscilla’s elf body, different from Elizabeth’s in its own way, trembled with excitement. If witches have “useless pussies,” elves have “useless mental fortitude.” Once they fall, they lose all control. Even just hearing “I like you,” not even “I love you,” and a few normal kisses-not even vacuum-like sucking-made Priscilla tremble and hiccup.
It was an overload of dopamine. ‘If she’s like this, I won’t need much foreplay, will I?’
Eugene, the skilled playboy, couldn’t miss Priscilla’s reaction. The practical reason for their sex was to restore Priscilla’s depleted spirit energy and cure the drake’s debuff magic poison. So, from Eugene’s perspective, Priscilla’s fragile sexual mentality was actually a good thing-it meant they could get to the main event faster.
Sss...
Suddenly, Eugene paused his kissing and leaned back a little.
Flutter!
He pulled out the portable cloak from his side, spreading it on the ground-apparently to keep the dust off.
“Haaah...! Kiss...! Kiss me, my mate...! Keep doing it...! Hnnngh...!”
Lost in love, Priscilla couldn’t help but beg Eugene for more affection.
“Come here, Priscilla.”
Chak!
After laying out the cloak and removing some of his armor, Eugene approached Priscilla again and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Lift!
“Kyaaah! I love this so much!”
He slid a hand under Priscilla’s knees and lifted her up in a bridal carry.
Chak!
“Hnnngh...! What do I do...! I love this so much... my mate is so strong... haaah...!”
Eugene laid Priscilla down on the cloak. It was really just to keep her back from getting dusty, but to Priscilla-completely lost in infatuation-it felt like being laid on a royal bed, and she babbled with happiness.
“My woman Priscilla, your thighs are amazing...”
Thud!
Without a hint of shame, Eugene grabbed Priscilla’s long, shapely thighs, marveling at her physique.
“How can your skin be so soft...? Is it because you’re an elf princess...?”
Squeeze...! Squeeze...! Squeeze...!
He began to knead and explore her incredible body without hesitation.
“Haaah...! Hnnngh...! I’m being touched... by my mate...! Hnnngh...! It feels like I’m being ravished...! Hnnngh...!”
If Eugene was shameless, Priscilla was embarrassingly eager. Having fantasized about her mate for nearly two hundred years, she ascribed deep meaning to every little gesture, becoming frenzied with excitement.
“Can you see this, Priscilla? What’s going on down below?”
Eugene’s blatant fondling of Priscilla’s thighs had a clear purpose.
“Your thighs are making me hard, Priscilla. With such incredible elf thighs, how could I not get hard?”
Sss...! Sss...! Sss...!
That’s right-Eugene was getting himself hard. It was cold outside, and no matter how strong he was, it wasn’t easy. But Priscilla’s thighs were so soft and sexy that just a few touches were enough.
‘Haaah...! It’s getting bigger! My mate’s cock! The one that pounded Jeanne and made her cum so much!’
Priscilla, wide-eyed, watched Eugene’s erection grow. Moments ago, she’d been lost in her own fantasies, but now she was completely focused on the reality Eugene was creating.
“Remember this feeling, Priscilla. That’s nothing compared to what you’ll feel soon.”
Thud!
Eugene had been through this many times, but it always thrilled him. All the women he’d been with were stunning beauties, and the pleasure he gave them was beyond ordinary.
With a confident look, Eugene grabbed his waistband.
“Here it is-the symbol of humanity you always underestimated, Priscilla.”
Whoosh!
He looked down at Priscilla, reversing their usual dynamic, and boldly revealed himself.
\section*{THUUUUUUMP!!!}
Eugene’s massive, 26 cm log-like erection sprang forth.
“Haaah! It’s huge!!”
Priscilla, who had been staring at Eugene’s crotch, cheered as if she’d seen a drake hanging between his legs.
It wasn’t an exaggeration-she truly cheered. ‘This is a unique reaction. Most women are shocked or scared, but Priscilla seems to welcome it!’
Eugene was surprised by her reaction. ‘Well, she’s lived for so long-she may look young, but her experience is beyond even most older women.’
Priscilla was a virgin, but she had plenty of life experience. She was no amateur, and Eugene, despite his affection, must have seemed like a rookie to her. So his size seemed impressive, not scary.
“All right, Priscilla. I’ll lift your skirt now. Not that I need to-it’s so short.”
Normally, they’d undress completely, but it was cold and Priscilla had a fever, so Eugene decided to leave their clothes on for their first time.
“Hnnngh...! I’m embarrassed...! Showing this to my mate...”
Chak!
Despite her youthful face and nearly 200 years of age, Priscilla’s actions were anything but innocent. Embarrassed, she turned her head but lifted her legs, signaling for Eugene to take off her panties as well.
“Wow... Priscilla, you’re so cheeky... Maybe we really are a perfect match.”
Sss...!
Thud!
“Hnnngh...! What did I do... hnnngh...”
Eugene lifted Priscilla’s short skirt and grabbed her light green elf panties.
“Wow... Priscilla, your butt is huge. Even when you were short, it was impressive, but now it’s incredible.”
Sss...! Sss...! Sss...!
He began to slide her panties down her long, shapely legs.
Priscilla’s butt was just a bit smaller than Mina’s 45-inch hips, but with her slim body, it felt even more impressive. As her panties came off, Priscilla moaned with excitement.
“So, I finally took off your panties, Priscilla. The noble elf princess had her panties taken off by a demon hybrid man.”
Plop!
“Haaah...! Don’t look...! Don’t look at my...!”
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Eugene dropped her panties where she could see them. Priscilla shook her head desperately, begging him not to look-though in truth, she wanted him to see.
“Wow...! Priscilla, your elf pussy is so beautiful. Plump and juicy, already dripping wet. It’s amazing.”
She was still holding her legs up, clearly eager to show him.
Eugene, the experienced lover, enjoyed her shamelessness. He didn’t look at her pussy right away-he wanted to savor her reaction.
Priscilla’s pussy was already soaked, and the sight made Eugene’s mouth water.
“Hnnngh...! Now that I’ve shown you, I have to mate with my partner... I showed my noble elf princess’s place to my mate... hnnngh...!”
Even the cunning, ageless Priscilla couldn’t hide her desire. She insisted that showing her pussy meant they had to mate, enjoying her possessiveness and obsession with Eugene.
“Now you have to spread your legs, Priscilla. I want to mate while looking into your eyes.”
Thud! Ssssss...!
“Haha! Haaah! It’s so explicit! This is too explicit! Haaah...!”
Eugene slid his hands between her raised legs and parted them like the Red Sea, giving her a custom performance.
Her 200-year-old elf virgin pussy was revealed in the missionary position.
“All right, let’s begin, Priscilla...”
Thud!
Eugene grabbed his massive erection and
Sss...
pressed it to Priscilla’s noble elf pussy.
