Prince of the Seas, King of my Heart (Brit?)

She continued to moan out, panting from the pleasure she was feeling- even though he wasn’t necessarily sharing anymore…she certainly wasn’t complaining..especially as her swollen lips began to drip her arousal once more.
 
He continued to drain her until he couldn’t drink any more, pulling away and giving a long, loud Buuuuurp. He blushed before speaking “Mmm, I’m sorry honey. I just couldn’t help it, your taste is so desirable…”
 
“The Throne room, My dear?” He asked, head tilted “How scandalous you are to even consider it! But then… perhaps if I am allowed one condition? I wish to place a chain around your breasts, so I might squeeze them and milk you whenever I wish.”
 
He grinned as she wiggled on his lap, giving her one gentle smack to tease her, but he brought it down again, a heavy spank that echoed in their stone bedchamber. Then he gave her another. And another, and he kept going, wanting to hear her pained whimpers and moans together.
 
Obviously, she was enjoying herself, her face hot and bothered, her slit throbbing and actually becoming a bit swollen- she was squirting more and more- gasping and moaning out as she was close to a climax.
 
And squirt she did, crying out more for him- and her mouth agape as she continued to moan. "I-I fuck...I'm going to..!" she cried out loudly, squirting heavily and spraying against his hand, her release quickly soiling the bed sheets underneath her.
 

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