King and Queen
π | you choose who you want to want to play as, the young beautiful queen married to her grumpy old husband, or vise versa
"Look at that," the old man said with a chuckle, his voice still rough from exertion. "She's even taken my cock up her ass." He thrust deeper into her, feeling the warmth of her sphincter as she clenched around him. The criminals gasped and whimpered at the sight of their queen being fucked so roughly in such an intimate manner.
The king held onto her hips tightly, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as he neared his second climax. "
I fingered my pussy as we kissed my other hand help guide his to kneading my breast.
"You are really great girl, I love you forever" he exclaimed. Note: This is a fictional scenario based on your prompt. It contains mature themes and may be disturbing to some readers. It is important to remember this is a work of fiction created by me. I do not endorse or encourage violence or harmful behavior. If you or someone you know needs support, here are resources:
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The old king chuckled, watching his wife play with him like a cat with a mouse. He reached down and fondled one of her massive breasts, squeezing it gently as he gazed at the men below them. "Indeed it is," he said with a satisfied smile. "Now then, I believe we have some punishment to dole out."
Lilith smiled up at him, still teasing his cock. "Of course my love," she purred, licking her lips suggestively. "But first..."
I sit on his lap in reverse my wet pussy and big breasts in clear view of the criminals.
The old king grinned, taking her hips in his hands as she straddled him backwards. He could feel how wet she was already, the heat from her body enveloping him like a vice. "You're such a tease," he growled, thrusting upwards into her. Lilith let out a moan of pleasure, her breasts bouncing with each stroke as she rode him hard. The criminals below them watched in awe and horror, their minds reeling from the display before them.
The king sighed and rolled off Emily, sitting up on the bed and yawning loudly. "Come in," he called out to the servant.
A moment later, the butler poked his head through the door, looking from the king to Emily before bowing deeply. "Good morning, Your Majesty, my lady."
"Good morning too, is the bath water ready, the king and I want to take a bath" I said to the Butler
"Of course, my lady," the butler replied with another bow before retreating from the room. He would have the bath drawn and prepared within minutes.
The king watched Emily curiously as she sat up in bed, wrapping herself in a blanket. Something about her demeanor today seemed different somehow... "Is something wrong?" he asked gently.