Richard is forcing himself to listen to his mother's pleas. The middle-aged woman has been trying to convince him to agree to an engagement with Guinevere but he wouldn't budge on his stance. After all, he only sees her as his little sister and believes she feels the same way about their relationship. He has no idea Guinevere is in love with him and doesn't believe what his mother said about her loving him that way. It is just too crazy to be true. No, Richard doesn't buy it. But another equally important reason, other than the fact that he doesn't love Guinevere, is the fact that he is in love with someone else. Namely, Arellano.
"Mother, please listen to me. I only see Guinevere as a little sister and don't want to marry her. She probably feels the same way. A marriage between us wouldn't work, despite what you and her parents think," he insists, trying desperately to get her to see reason. It is not working very well though, as she refuses to give up and continues to speak to him about it, pushing the issue in the hope that he will give in and comply with her and her husband's wishes. The boy is quite stubborn, though, and she finds it impossible to sway him from his fixed position on this matter. No matter what she says to him, he wouldn't budge and remains adamant throughout their conversation.
"I'm telling you, you could do much better than that lowly beggar," she is saying to him. "Guinevere is your own best friend and comes from a rich family. You've only known Arellano for a few days and she is dirty poor, with no money at all. She is not the right choice for you. You should marry Guinevere." He is disappointed that his mother is telling him to pursue money rather than listen to his own heart, but doesn't want to argue with her. That would just be a waste of time.
"And I've also told you, mother, that I only see her as a sister. I'm pretty sure she only views me as a brother too. Otherwise she would have told me about her feelings herself." He gets up from his chair. "Now if you will excuse me, I will go talk to the girl that I wish to marry." With that, he tries to leave the room but his mother rises and tugs his wrist, making him sit back down once more. She hasn't quite finished talking to him yet, Richard realises with a bored sigh. There is just a little bit more to come. The boy sits back down to listen to her saying the rest of what she has to say to him.
"Just think about it. I'm a woman. I know how Guinevere feels, way better than you do," she tells him, finally letting her son leave. She gets off her chair and moves outside to take a little casual walk through the familiar road, wanting some fresh air after the intense conversation she just had with her son. Truthfully, she doesn't like forcing him to do what he doesn't want to, but the fact is that Guinevere would be a much better match for him than Arellano is, or so she thinks, not knowing that the girl she looks down on is in fact a princess in disguise.
Richard returns to his room, multiple thoughts whirling through his head. He couldn't figure out how to convince his parents to allow him to be with the girl he loves, instead of forcing him into an engagement and marriage with his childhood friend whom they approve of. The thought is making him feel a major headache approaching, unable to find a way out of this mess. He has never had to deal with something of this magnitude before in his entire life. There were daily hardships but no such quarrelling with his mother or father.
When he enters his room though, the boy is astounded by what Arellano does to him. She grabs him by his shoulders and pins him to the wall, pressing her full, pouty lips to his. In a few seconds, she is biting his lower lip, sticking her tongue into his mouth, probing inside the boy's warm orifice. To his shame, his cock has hardened, pressing against Princess Arellano's muscular thighs. The girl rubs her leg along his pole, grazing it seductively. It is getting more erect as he feels her huge knockers on his thin chest.
"W W What are y you doing, Rella?" he asks the girl nervously as her right hand moves down to cup his balls, gently squeezing them while her left grabs his ass, making Richard moan in arousal. She smirks at his cute reaction, rubbing the boy's crown jewel through his cloth before yanking it down, revealing his fully erect shaft, pulsating as she continues stimulating his orbs. It embarrasses him to be so clearly horny in front of a lady, letting her play with his genitals this way. There is nothing he can do to stop her, being too turned on to think clearly.
"Shhh," Arellano hushes the love of her life as she carries on molesting him, as though this is a perfectly normal thing for two unmarried people to do. "Blame yourself for being too sweet to me. I'm going to have my way with you, Richard." She replaces her right hand on his balls with her left, moving the former up to caress his prick, now leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. The teen strokes his cock, masturbating Richard as he gasps her name, wearing a slightly whorish expression on his cute face, making her vagina throb.
Bringing her hand up to her mouth, she licks his clear liquid from her fingers, moaning in delight at the taste, making him blush. "Delicious. I can't wait until you cum." She then returns her fingers to around his penis, forming a fist around it and running it up and down. The girl is milking his cock, tugging the pole carefully, not wanting to hurt him by being overly aggressive. It is becoming harder though, both his rod and stopping herself from jacking him off too violently. She decides to change position to add more time to it, making the handjob last longer so he would climax harder, something she heard her older sister mentioning once.
The girl sits down on his bed and has him sit in front of her, so her soft breasts are pressing against Richard's thin back. She reaches around to slide her hand up and down his penis from behind. His cock is throbbing madly in her fist now as she wanks him, jacking Richard at a faster pace as he hunches over, trying to thrust. The boy is being much more cooperative as he gets near his orgasm, fucking Princess Arellano's hand in rhythm with her stroking movements along the length of his cock.
Her hand twists around the pole as she squeezes it and tug, making it engorge further as she pumps him. Stroking the rod enthusiastically, Princess Arellano keep jerking the boy harder and faster until he is moaning her name loudly. "That's it, my love. Keep moaning for me. I love hearing it," she whispers into his ear as she keeps on playing with his cock, stimulating him more and more every second. He is now crying out in pleasure, writhing about helplessly as she masturbates him with her fist.
