Phylla stares down at your wide, equine prick and starts nervously rubbing her hands together. “It’s my first time... I mean, I hope it isn’t going to be bad for you...” she says, before trailing off; uncertain of her sexual prowess.
You assure her that she shouldn’t worry so much about her first time.
You tug playfully at her royal dress, wickedly commenting about how this will have to come off. You hook a hand in the folds of her clothing and begin to slowly pull upwards, allowing the silk-like fabric of her royal vestments to slide easily off her. You’ve never had to take the clothes off of something with four arms before, but you manage. As you remove her bra you drag your hand along the ridge of her breasts, causing the Princess to moan softly; she doesn’t stop you, instead allowing you to continue in your efforts to bring her to a sexual boil. You work your dexterous hands down her toned stomach but before you can reach between her legs she stops you.
“I want... I mean... just like this...” Tossing her clothes aside, Phylla guides you around to behind her. “This, is how... I mean... how... my kind mate.”
Once you’re behind her, Phylla bends over in an effort to present herself to you. Her abdomen makes it a bit awkward, but you manage to find a comfortable position. Leaning over Phylla, you move your mouth to her neck and let your heavy breath warm her supple skin. Phylla unconsciously moves her head to the side, giving you a much better angle to allow the heat of your essence to wash over her. You start to nibble her neck as you run your hands across her pelvis and chest, sliding close to her B-cup breasts before snaking away. Your explorative efforts yield a sweet spot by nibbling along her earlobe, causing Phylla to arch her back and softly hum her approval. While teasing her with your mouth, you work a hand down to her clit.