Chapter 796 - Queen got clapped rough all night
He lifted. Her thigh, one thick, mature thigh, was raised. His mouth, on her leg, the inner thigh, the pale, sensitive skin, was there. He sucked. The flesh, the warm, wet flesh, was in his mouth. Her body, tilted, was there.
Her leg, down. His cock, against her pussy. The head, the crimson, the hot, hard surface, against her entrance. The lips, the hairy, swollen, wet lips, were there.
"Wait," she said. Her melodic voice was desperate. "Wait. This is wrong. We should not—"
He slammed.
PAAAH!
The sound, the sharp, meaty, resonant clap of flesh on flesh, of divine cock entering mature pussy, filled the bathing area.
"AAANGH~!!"
Her scream, the raw, primal, overwhelmed scream, was there. Her body, the mature frame, arched. One leg up, one leg down, her body in a dancer’s pose, the arch, the beautiful, agonizing, pleasure-pain arch of a woman being penetrated by a divine cock, was there.
Her eyes, the dark eyes, rolled. Her mouth, the coral lips, the open, screaming mouth, was there. Her tongue, out, was there. The expression, the ahegao, the first, forming ahegao, was there.
’He is inside me. His cock. Inside me. In my... my pussy. It is... it is too big. It is too deep. It is...’
He pulled out. And slammed.
PAAAH!
"OUNGH~!!"
Her body, the mature frame, convulsed. Her boobs, the enormous, heavy mounds, heaved. The water, the pool, splashed. The waves, the ripples, the churned water, was there.
He fucked her. Standing in the pool, one leg raised, his cock driving. The rhythm, the pace, was building. In and out. The sound, the flesh slapping, the wet, obscene, water-splashing sound, was there.
Pah pah pah pah pah!
"Hnngh~!! AAANGH~!! OUNGH~!!"
His cock, twelve inches, drove. Deep. Through her cervix. Into her womb. The piercing, the impossible, reality-breaking piercing of a mature, maternal womb by a divine organ, was there. The churning, the deep, internal, womb-churning sensation of his cock head rotating inside her most sacred chamber, was there.
"HAAIYAANGH~!!" she screamed. Her melodic voice, gone. Replaced by the raw, guttural, broken scream of a woman being remade.
He lifted her. In the air. His hands, on her hips, raised her. Her body, the mature, full frame, was suspended. His cock, inside her, was there. He bounced her. Up and down. On his cock. The motion, the relentless, divine, up-and-down motion, was there.
PAAAH! PAAAH! PAAAH!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!!"
Her body, the mature frame, jiggled. Her boobs, the enormous, heavy mounds, swung. The flesh, the soft, warm, maternal flesh, rippled with each impact. Her ass, the thick, heavy cheeks, rippled. The cheeks, the full, round mounds, deformed and reformed with each bounce.
He sucked her nipples. His mouth, on the dark nubs, was there. The milk, the warm, sweet, maternal milk, flowed. He drank. While bouncing her. While fucking her. The multitasking, the divine, transcendent, multitasking of a being who could fuck, suck, and cultivate simultaneously, was there.
She screamed. She cried. She came.
"AAAAAANGH~!!!"
The orgasm, the first, the overwhelming, divine, mind-breaking orgasm, hit. Her pussy, the mature, hairy cunt, clenched. The fluid, the squirt, the thin, clear stream, arced. Into the pool water. Her body, the convulsing, twitching frame, was there.
He took her. Out of the pool. Onto the bed. The wet bodies, the dripping bodies, on the silk sheets, were there. He threw her. Her body, the mature frame, bounced on the silk.
He was on her. The mating press, the position, his body over hers, his legs spreading hers, his cock driving down, was there. The angle, the depth, the force — all maximized.
PAAAH! PAAAH! PAAAH!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
He fucked her. The mating press, the deep, relentless, womb-pounding mating press, was there. Her legs, the thick, mature thighs, were spread. Her feet, on his shoulders, were there. Her boobs, the enormous mounds, heaved with each thrust. Her face, the ahegao, the eyes-rolled, tongue-out, vacant expression, was there.
’For Yuexin. For my daughter. I am doing this for... Anhgh~!! I cannot... I cannot think... his cock... it is... it is hitting my womb... every thrust... deeper... harder...’
’No. I should not enjoy this. I am... I am... Hnngh~!!’
He turned her. Doggy. Her hands, on the silk, held. Her ass, the thick, heavy, mature cheeks, was raised. Her pussy, the hairy mound, the swollen, dripping cunt, was presented. He drove in. From behind. The angle, the depth, the G-spot pressure, was there.
Pah pah pah pah pah!
"OUNGH~!! AAANGH~!! HNNNGH~!!"
Sideways. Her leg, raised. His body, behind, was there. The spoon, the intimate, deep, side-by-side position, was there. His hand, on her boobs, groped. His other hand, on her clit, rubbed. The double, triple stimulation — cock inside, hand on boobs, fingers on clit — was there.
PAAAH! PAAAH!
"AAAAAANGH~!!!"
He fucked her. All night. In every position. The mating press. The doggy. The spoon. The cowgirl — her on top, her body bouncing, her boobs swinging. The reverse cowgirl — her ass, the thick cheeks, on display. Against the wall — her back, on the jade wall, her legs around his waist. In the air — his arms, holding her, her body suspended, his cock driving upward.
All night. The screams, the moans, the flesh slapping, the wet, obscene, continuous sounds of divine fucking, filled the guest quarters. The guards, the servants, the attendants — all heard. All pretended not to.
Finally, the morning.
She lay. Like a frog. On her stomach, her legs spread, her arms at her sides. Her body, the mature, full frame, was there. Her pussy, the hairy cunt, the swollen, raw, well-fucked cunt, was leaking. His seed, the thick white divine cum, dripped. Her anal, the stretched, trained sphincter, was there. The cum, the seed, was there too.
He came over her. His cock, hard again, was there. He pushed. His cock head, against her anal. The brown ring, the stretched, but still resistant hole, was there.
She cried. "Still? It is not... not there..."
He didn’t care. He slammed.
PAAAH!
"AAANGH~!!"