The handsome prince had heard of the sleeping princess and was determined to get through the thorns surrounding the sleeping castle. It took him two days to get through the maze of thorns, tearing at his clothes and blunting his sword.
With relief he stumbled into the courtyard of the castle where everyone was frozen in the position they were in when the sleeping spell had descended upon the tall castle. Looking into one of the stables as he began his search of the castle he found a stableman and milkmaid frozen in mid fuck, her on her knees before the man and he holding on to her hips. He chuckled for she was certainly buxom and worthy of fucking.
Finally, after several hours of searching, he found the princess in a bedroom at the top of a tower. She lay on top of the covers, her golden hair spread across her pillow. She may not have known but she looked seductive asleep. Her red lips were slightly open as if asking to be kissed. She wore a long white nightgown with ribbons tied at her throat. Her hands were clasped below her breasts almost as if she was pushing them up. All she needed to be brought back to life was a kiss but he felt more than that. He could feel his member being aroused by the sight of her.
He wondered whether he should kiss her first or explore her body. Would it even react under his touch. He licked his lips with anticipation as he leant over the side of the bed and moved her arms before pulling at the ribbons. The nightgown fell open revealing untouched firm plump breasts. He reached out and touched one, squeezed it, and watched the nipple become erect. He saw her chest rise as she took a deep breath. She had obviously felt his touch and he smiled.
Next he moved down to the bottom of the bed where two petite feet stuck out of the edge of her nightgown. Kneeling at her feet he slowly moved the dress up revealing bare legs and thighs. Finally he revealed her prefect pussy.