"It is a waste of hardness if I'm not going to push it inside you," the King said.
Using his deft hands, he traced my waist, found the zipper of my jeans and unzipped it.
I was delirious after that.
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They say mirrors are the door to another re...
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👑 Lucien 👑
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Fortunately, for my appetite, a knock on my thick door sounded. It was a welcomed interruption. A perfect alibi. I certainly prefer my Head Chancellor biting me in the ass and enumerating my long line of duties as King than being ridden by a curly blonde with breasts as big as a plate. In the chaise lounge of my study room, she had pleasured me for already half an hour and I...
Just.
Couldn't.
Fucking.
Cum.
Don't get me wrong. I'm straight. I enjoy my mistresses - all fifteen of them or twenty? Hell, I don't even know since my advisers gathered them, not me - but shit, not one was able to satisfy me.
Her moans were loud in my ears - noisy even - and she kept doing this donkey-like sound with her nose while she rocked her hips up and down on my still hard-as-fuck shaft.
It was annoying. Very annoying.
So you can already say I was more than happy to hear someone behind my door.
"Get out," I ordered at the woman. Hmmm, what was her name again? Ah, yes, Maria. But Maria my ass. She doesn't even look one bit a virgin saint. Her curls were off the charts, her make-up chapped, and she wore too many jewelries. I don't even know why I admitted her in my study room.
But wait, did I really? As far as I remember, she sneaked in and tossed herself in front of me. Literally.
But I guess I'm too damn insensitive to even care. These women are just toys for me. A good way of passing my time until my next travel.
