Chapter 20 Oral sex on Varian’s mother

"Ah!" Thalia Queen Consort exclaimed. She was forced to lean forward, supporting the head of the bed with both hands, and her breasts were sucked by Arthas.

Her plump waist was surrounded by big hands, and the man was working hard from bottom to top to fuck her pussy, which was overflowing with semen.

The intense thrusting and irregular acceleration made her unable to resist reminding him, "Your Highness... don't ejaculate inside... it's not allowed... it could lead to pregnancy..."

"Call me husband!" Arthas didn't stop, but became more and more courageous. He didn't want to be discovered by others, so he speeded up and wanted to ejaculate as fast as he could.

"Husband... please... don't cum inside... please..." Thalia Queen Consort begged, she was really afraid of being discovered.

Arthas pulled out his cock, pushed ThaliaQueen Consort onto the bed, inserted his cock into her mouth, and pushed it hard into her throat.

"Ah! Swallow it!" The semen spurted out. Thalia Queen Consort's eyes widened. She squirmed her throat obediently and struggled to swallow the semen that the man had ejaculated into her mouth.

The smell was so fishy it made her want to vomit.

But there was too much semen, and she had to endure the nausea as much as possible to swallow the boy's semen.

Gulu!

Gulu!

No one would have thought that an elegant and dignified queen would be in the room early in the morning, swallowing the semen of a boy younger than her son. Her face was red and it was obvious that she was being fucked very well.

"Lick it clean!" Arthas gasped, pulling out his cock and resting against the head of the bed.

Thalia Queen Consort ignored her physical fatigue and climbed up naked to take Arthas' cock into her mouth. There was a fishy and pungent smell of her semen on it.

Gently and patiently, she used her tongue to gently rub Arthas's cock, and used her lips to gently suck Arthas's glans. 

She took good care of everything, not sparing a single spot. The entire cock was now It's like being placed in an oven, with all-round heat and all-round tenderness wrapping me, serving me, and enveloping me. I feel comfortable, ecstatic, and swollen. ThaliaQueen Consort's tenderness and tolerance make Arthas' passion Nowhere to escape!

Seeing the charming mature woman serving him so attentively, it was obvious that she had surrendered.

Next time if you want to mess with her, you only need to hook her hand, and there will be no other difficulties.

Touching her cheek, Arthas kissed her, "I love you, have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"Well, Your Highness, please walk slowly." ThaliaQueen Consort was stunned after saying this. How come this is exactly the same as a wife's concern about her husband going out?

There was a ripple in my heart. Have I changed?

Have you fallen in love with this boy?

All the confusion made her head a little confused, and she fell asleep again with fatigue.

Arthas went back to his room, took a shower and then went to the military camp, where he was learning how to run an army.

Although quantity can be ignored when one's personal strength is at its peak, too much quantity can still kill a demigod. Quantity and quality are in a delicate balance.

In the military camp, Arthas met the white-haired commander of the coalition forces, Sir Lothar.

It is rumored that this knight is a descendant of the founding emperor. According to the jump signed between Emperor Thoradin and High Elf, if his descendants request it in the future, High Elf will definitely get along with him.

And in fact, it did give me a little help, just 'a little' really.

The High Elf, which was obviously famous for its magic, didn't even send a single magician. It just sent the least-appreciated Hunter troops, only a few hundred people.

As a race that specializes in controlling magic and has magic flowing in its blood, giving up magic is destined to be disrespected, and can even be said to be looked down upon.

The kingdom of High Elf is called Quel'Thalas, and power is shared between the king and the Silver Moon Council.

The seven council members are all lords above the magister level, which shows how prevalent magic is in the High Elf.

Lothar explained his experience in leading troops, as well as the tactics of arranging troops, and how to fight against ORC.

Arthas was impressed by the coordination of infantry and cavalry, the positions of mages and priests, etc.

These are not the generals of Lordaeron. Lordaeron has not had a decent war for a long time.

For two days, Arthas listened intently to the class.

He knew that the army had been assembled, part of the advance army had set off, and he was about to go out with the army.

He has been honing his skills in the past two days. Aunt is very busy and has left Lordaeron. Trading is not an easy task. Otherwise, if he stays here for a few days, he will have someone to vent to at night.

"His Royal Highness Prince, from today on, I will listen to your orders until your cooperation with my father ends." There was a ripple in the space, and the black dragon princess in human form appeared in front of Arthas holding a staff.

The fragrance that penetrates the heart comes. From the white and tender neck down to the delicate collarbone, the grooves are clear and full of flesh, and there is a blooming rose tattoo on it.

The plump and huge breasts hold up the dress to an exaggerated arc. The two long legs are slender and straight, showing an inverted triangle shape. The thighs are thick and strong, the calves are straight and slender, the two big white feet are white and tender, and there are ten green jade toes. There is also kodan coated with melanin, dotted like black gems.

"I suddenly have a good business opportunity."

Arthas' eyes lit up, yes, perfume and high heels!

He looked at Onyxia's white and tender toes and then thought of high heels. Wouldn't it be perfect if paired with stockings?

However, high heels and stockings are easy to imitate and plagiarized. Once they are copied, your profits will drop significantly.

Onyxia was originally a little angry that Arthas was staring at her toes, but a magical light flashed under her feet, and a pair of boots were put on her beautiful feet.

But after hearing that there were gold coins to be earned, her angry beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, "Oh, my dear His Royal Highness Prince, what good business do you have?"

"Shoes, stockings and perfume." Arthas said without thinking, "We'll talk about it when we get back from the war. Think about it, if there was a shoe that could make a woman look tall and sexy, and a thin pair of pants that would outline the shape of her beautiful legs. and it also has a little bit of magical effect, what do you think?"

"Not so good." Onyxia snorted and her expression changed, "Your Highness isn't taking pleasure in me, is he?"

"Of course not. Whether it has any effect, you will know after giving it a try." Arthas said calmly.

"How to try?" Onyxia asked curiously.

"Make some samples for Happy Manor. If the business is booming, it means there is a market and sales." Arthas smiled. The so-called manor was actually a brothel.