Don't play around!

During a wild kiss, she slowly slipped onto the royal rod.

'I don't understand… does the alcohol doing this? I'm so excited… in the water I shouldn't be accepting in his cock so smoothly, but he just sucked me at himself. '

Their lips parted as she accepted the rod to the base.

"Ahh."

While Ariana gasped for air as the man's penis filled her, and then moved slowly up and down… Jerome played diligently with her breasts.

He sucked or bit her nipples a little harder than usual… but she still went crazy from the feeling. She wanted the man so much… she couldn't hold back…

"Jerome… don't play around! Fuck me hard! "

Finally, it slipped out from her mouth. So far she had minor feedback during sex, but she always tried to keep the role of the dignified lady - but now it's over.

She froze for a moment as she realized what she had done… but by the time she could divert her gaze to look at the king's reaction, he threw the girl away from himself.

The queen found herself kneeling on the tiles by the pool surrounded by mirrors, and her husband knelt on of his knee behind her.

"As you wish."

He declared it a little mechanically, then pulled the girl onto his dick with all his might, and as if he was posessed, he pushed the big and rock-hard phallus in an insane intensive tempo. He gripped her hips so that Ariana felt she would be able to take a fingerprint of the man the next day using her body.

"Ah..ahhh… ahn… uhm… ahh!"

Her mouth quickly dried out, she couldn't close it… she moaned involuntarily at every push… looking in the mirror, she felt like a porn slut now being fucked in front of cameras… she knew the staff in the hallway could hear everything… as his hip slammed into her ass… as she almost shouts… but it felt so good.

"Is this good huh? Do you enjoy it? "

He asked with a cruel grin on his face.

"Uhnn .. ah… yes… ah… do not stop…!"

She moaned with her hands clenched into fists.

Jerome saw in the mirror her gaze completely obscured… as her face distorted from pleasure, as she cummed between two push again… and again…

It was as if the man did not want this moment to end… but since hunger was the greater lord, and he had run out of strength… he had to end this sultry togetherness.

They lay panting on the cold tiles, side by side. Ariana lay on her side, Jerome on his back.

The man apparently wanted to say something… but in the end that was all he said.

"By now, they must have set up the dinner table."

'I must have surprised him… maybe he wanted to compare me to a prostitute again… but anyway… it is clear that it was just as good for him… well, I dare say he enjoyed it even more…'

"Go ahead…"

The girl sat up.

"All right."

Jerome stood up, picked up his robe, and left the bathroom. Then came two maids who helped the queen become salon-able.

Dinner was quiet. They were both hungry, so the king only spoke at dessert.

"I hope your birthday went well. Unfortunately, I will not have the opportunity to visit you next week. "

"I understand."

'I am aware of it… as you only spend the hunter ceremony with your lover…'

„Ariana…"

"Yes?"

"You know you're very important to me, don't you?"

"Sure."

'I will carry your offspring…afterall.'

The king smiled, then stood up from the table, gave one last kiss, and retired to the main palace.

"It's such a waste… we're so good together…"

She tilted her head back in the armchair.