Elf tiara stays on during needy bed spread

I've been aching for this all day in my enchanted forest, my body humming with unmet need as the sun sets. Now, on our silken bed, I spread my legs wide, inviting him deeper into my tight elf pussy, my white braids splayed across the pillows, tiara still crowning my silver hair. My pointy ears twitch with every thrust, freckles flushing hot on my skin as I arch up, needy whimpers escaping my lips. He pins me in missionary, my breasts parting with each rock of his hips, and I clench around him, owning this moment I've craved. The penetration stretches me perfectly, my juices soaking us both—I beg him harder, lost in the bliss of finally being filled just right, my body trembling toward that sweet release.