Diane was a generous demigoddess: while the Queen serviced herself on the princess’s neck, she squeezed her cooch and sank her fingers slowly inside the Queen’s, fondling it with enough power to soon have the royal moaning in her ears.
Not one to be left behind, though, the Queen quickly came down to explore Diane’s back, squeezing her buttocks, spreading them apart, and piercing her anus with three fingers. “Oh, yeah, baaaby!!” The princess rolled her eyes and moaned. “Fuck!! Shit!! Fuck my ass so gooooood!!”
“You don’t know how good I’m gonna give ya!” The Queen surprised Diane by fingering her cunt with her other hand, doubly-stimulating her until the Princess nearly lost control of her movements.
“Fuck!” She smiled with her eyes closed, and then she kissed the Queen’s face as if paying her tribute, thanking her for those masterful strokes. “Wow, you’re good!” Bouts of pleasure made her muscles shake and harden. “Fuck!! Wow!! Oh, by the gods!!” The fire grew. “By!! The gods!!”
The Queen smiled, upping the pace of her double-masturbation. “You can stop fingering me, if you want.” She kissed the princess’s neck, adding a new layer a pleasure to her orgasms. “You pay me back later.”
“Oh, god!!” Diane was too proud to let go off her so quickly, but… damn! If that pleasure wasn’t incredible! “By the gods, you’re good!!”
“It’s time for you to learn what really made me a Queen.” She licked Diane’s neck. “Relax, my darling, and… enjoy the ride.” She picked up both the pace and the strength of her fingering.
“FUCK…!!” All the air was sucked out of her breast. She heard the squishing sounds of her cunt and anus being stimulated while the Queen licked her nape and sucked her breasts, sometime slurping around her armpits, tasting her sweat and cleaning her body like a cat.
“You’re so tasty!” The Queen paid special attention to her armpits, sucking all the sweat and blood on them before laying her mouth on the princess’s breast and suckling on it not like a toddler, but as a thirsty calf.
Diane was moaning loudly, and eventually she was howling to the moon, barely believing the scorching intensity of the fire that consumed her. «This is seriously… aah!!» She wiggled her waist, twerking reflexively as the masturbation overtook her senses. She was crying and panting, hugging the Queen harder and sinking her teeth on her shoulder, taking a massive bite of her muscles.
“Harder.” The Queen commanded, making her motions so much more relentless. The princess bit her harder until she felt her teeth caving into her skin. “Harder.” The Queen ordered again, torturing her with yet stronger, more merciless motions, prying her pussy and making it drool on the ground while the princess puffed and moaned:
“Fuck… you bitch!!” She bit the Queen with outstanding force, sinking her teeth on her muscles, feeling the blood pour into her mouth and slide down on the Queen’s back. “Fuck!!” She bit harder, realizing she was on the edge of a massive…
“Orgasm, my dear? Okay.” The Queen smiled. “How many orgasms do you want?” She was already cumming, of course, but the type of orgasms the Queen referred to was much stronger than those run-of-the-mill ones the princess was having.
The young woman bit her harder, drinking from her blood, all while quivering and shaking much stronger on the ground, making its cracks grow and multiply. The Queen fingered her harder, drawing panting, gasping moans from the bitch.
“Fuck!! Oh, gods!! Hera!!” She asked for divine help, but none would come. “Oh, Hera, please!!” The squishing sounds on her cunt were ferocious when the Queen repeated her question:
“How many orgasms? Just say a number and I’ll deliver it to you.”
Diane laughed. “Are you, cunt? Then fine. A million orgasms, that’s what I want!”
“A million? Pff!” The queen scoffed. “Are you sure that’s all you can t-?”
“Shut up, bitch! I didn’t say a million orgasms in total!” She bit the Queen’s earlobes before laying in her ears her utmost desire: “I meant a million orgasms… per second!” The Queen raised one eyebrow. “Oh. Now we’re talking.” She gently nodded, sucking the princess’s neck. “Fine. A million orgasms per second it is.”
Gigi Potemkin 