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My Queen I shall pleasure you
My Queen I shall pleasure you
You sit upon your throne your maidens at your side staff in hand tapping the floor calling for me to approach, come my servant kneel before your Queen.
Yes my Queen what is your command lie before me and take, my foot in hand and wash it yes as you command. Softly take my Queens foot in hand wash it looking upon my Queens foot a though runs through my mind what would happen if I were to kiss her toe and suck upon it. Would my Queen have me beheaded? Or allow me to continue.
Looking slightly up saw what seam to be a smile, as she order her maidens to leave they did as ordered.
Now you servant continue do as you feel yes my Queen gently lifted her foot place my Queens big toe in my mouth sucking it as my hands traveled up to her ankle to her café soft moan escaped her soft voice. Placing her other foot in front, of me continue feeling some slight quivering in her feet Mmm she moans.
She stands come fallow me no sure on what going to happen I begin to shake all over and thinking I on my way to the chopping block. My Queen opens a door their in front of us was a valet draped bed. She turns and says kneel, undo my robe she commanded with my head held down and hands continued to open her robe as I fell to the floor looking up could see she was naked standing before me.
Reaching down taking my hands and place them on her thighs they felt soft and silky looking up at her was a sight to behold, light brown skin glassing in the sun light body warm and soft.
Come take your Queen do as you will.
Taking my shaking hands rubbing her inter tights slowly and sensually here sensual sounds coming from my Queen her body moving to my touch, she thrust her hips up wildly moist and damp was her slit juices slowly dripping and running down between she parted lips I lap them up like a hungry dog.
The more I lick the wetter she got and pleading for me to take her whole body and devour it and become as one.
By nutbuster
You sit upon your throne your maidens at your side staff in hand tapping the floor calling for me to approach, come my servant kneel before your Queen.
Yes my Queen what is your command lie before me and take, my foot in hand and wash it yes as you command. Softly take my Queens foot in hand wash it looking upon my Queens foot a though runs through my mind what would happen if I were to kiss her toe and suck upon it. Would my Queen have me beheaded? Or allow me to continue.
Looking slightly up saw what seam to be a smile, as she order her maidens to leave they did as ordered.
Now you servant continue do as you feel yes my Queen gently lifted her foot place my Queens big toe in my mouth sucking it as my hands traveled up to her ankle to her café soft moan escaped her soft voice. Placing her other foot in front, of me continue feeling some slight quivering in her feet Mmm she moans.
She stands come fallow me no sure on what going to happen I begin to shake all over and thinking I on my way to the chopping block. My Queen opens a door their in front of us was a valet draped bed. She turns and says kneel, undo my robe she commanded with my head held down and hands continued to open her robe as I fell to the floor looking up could see she was naked standing before me.
Reaching down taking my hands and place them on her thighs they felt soft and silky looking up at her was a sight to behold, light brown skin glassing in the sun light body warm and soft.
Come take your Queen do as you will.
Taking my shaking hands rubbing her inter tights slowly and sensually here sensual sounds coming from my Queen her body moving to my touch, she thrust her hips up wildly moist and damp was her slit juices slowly dripping and running down between she parted lips I lap them up like a hungry dog.
The more I lick the wetter she got and pleading for me to take her whole body and devour it and become as one.
By nutbuster
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