The serving girl's hand darted between her own legs and slipped inside her haven to ready herself. Her eyes closed as she felt her head pulled roughly up by her hair, and her mouth was covered by her Queen's now-sopping pussy. Morgana rutted against the serving girl's lips and tongue for a long moment, and then she reached for a tiny, chased silver and gold cup on the bedside table. She slipped off the tightly fitting cover, japan and a faint wisp of vapor wafted out. The Queen pulled back from the serving girls face, and the serving girl laid back and pulled her knees high up to her chest, spreading her legs as wide as they would go. Morgana dipped her finger into the cup and brought out a fingertip coated with the last drops of a shimmering, viscous fluid. The product of centuries of research and refinement by the by the Court Alchemists of generations of ruling Queens of Elysia, the precious liquid made her fingertip burn with its magic. Distilled from hundreds of carefully harvested orgasms of a few well-chosen slaveman stallions, the liquid held the power to (if only temporarily) satisfy the overwhelming lust that was burning between Morgana's thighs. Taking a deep breath, she carefully applied the fluid to her nubby, swollen little clit and her eyes, along with the serving girl's, riveted to that small bud of flesh. The familiar shivering, electric vibration traveled from Morgana's extremities up into her torso and concentrated into a ball of heat deep in her belly, and she gave a long drawn out wail as her clit began to swell, harden and extend itself. Like a slow-motion movie of a flower unfolding, her clit became japanese a full, thick, seven-inch penis, crowned by a sharp-ridged deep red head that quivered with sexual power and lust. The serving girl cried out, "Please, your Majesty, fuck me now, fuck me hard, fuck me please!!" and sensuously writhed her hips toward her Queen in invitation. Morgana grasped one of the serving girl's small hands in each of hers asian and pinned them to the bed. She positioned herself above blowjob the delicate pink lips of the offered pussy and roughly thrust her rock-hard cock/clit deep inside. Morgana began a deep, slow grinding fucking that pushed her rigid flesh deep into the serving girl until she pressed against the limits of the young but experienced womanhood and then pulled out until the head, shinning with wetness, just cleared the puffy gaping lips, before stabbing deep again. Queen Morgana continued this pounding rhythm like a machine, her eyes tightly closed and her face wearing a tight expression of complete concentration. Inwardly she was consumed by the sensation of penetrating the serving girl's hot, tight slit over and over. Morgana built to her climax, completely Hardcore oblivious to the passionate moaning of the girl under her. She did not change her motion or rhythm as the serving girl angled her hips to press her own little clit against the shaft thrusting in and out of her, and she did not notice when the girl howled in pleasure as her pussy spasmed again and again in it's climax. Soon after, though, Morgana's labored breathing suddenly stopped, and she pulled all the way out and shoved forward, releasing the girl's hands. The Queen threw her head back and tensed every muscle, one hand wrapped around the shaft of her cock and the other thrusting several fingers deep inside her pussy. Morgana grunted from deep inside herself as jet after jet of clear, thick cum burst from the tip of her cock and sprayed across the chest, throat and face of the nearly delirious serving girl, and copious dollops of pussy-juice ran past her fingers to flow down onto the girl's smooth belly and shaven mound. The girl, fucked almost insensible, feebly scooped the Queen's cum up to her mouth and licked her fingers clean over and over, until she had to lean forward to suck and lick the last drops from the tip of Morgana's still hard flesh. She squealed Hardcore and threw her arms around my neck. The four of us had dinner, brought out a nice vanilla cake with sparkler candles, sang happy birthday and then asian enjoyed the cake. "Love Ya!" For some reason the story made me occasionally glance at mom differently than before. You should come over for lunch. “Time to put her to bed,” Ray commented as we got out of the truck and japanese he opened the door. Ummm….why don’t you go… take the rest of the day off? “Now, let's see if you can get it out of there,” Jacki moaned. japan Finally, he turned back to me and ordered, “Keep her.” She threw her arms around her lost family and started sobbing loudly. Jeff reached under Anna and found the tender skin between the opening to her virgin cunt and her ass. Ronda and I made our way down to the lobby of the Watergate. Abandon Leesha? Now I pushed the –up- button from the tackle: I saw the rope tightening around her neck and lifting up her body. Binu had potential but she was worried about Deen. My pussy grew even wetter. She didn't know it, but she'd been experiencing multiple orgasms for the past few minutes, short little bursts of intense pleasure that made the pain like nothing she'd ever felt blowjob before. Shelly was becoming a vegetable.