Courtney comes to the rescue

Adella is speechless. Her eyes dart back and forth between Duncan’s masked face and his rigid penis that points at her less than a foot away. Saying so much as a word may expose her identity, but remaining silent would likely be viewed by Duncan as consent to his unintended ****.

Courtney is instantly aware of her friend’s predicament and inserts herself between the princess and the prince. With a huskier voice than normal — either intentionally disguised or affected by excitement — Courtney says, “My friend is a bit exhausted and needs a bit of a breather. Perhaps I can keep you sufficiently entertained, in the meantime?”

Without waiting for an answer from Duncan, Courtney reaches forward and takes his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. She gingerly caresses his weighty testicles while gripping his cock and rubbing her thumb over its tip.

“Oh yes,” Duncan moans, forgetting all thoughts of Adella. “I think you will keep me well entertained, indeed.”

Behind her, Adella stares with rapt attention as she watches her friend begin to kiss the bottom of Duncan’s scrotum. Any danger of giving away her identity by speaking is long gone by now. She is so shocked that she couldn’t speak if she tried. As Courtney extends her tongue and traces Duncan’s balls, he reaches forward, placing both hands on her head. With his fingers intertwined with her hair, he guides her head back and forth as he tips his head back and breathes an utterly ungentlemanly expression of bliss.

Courtney glances up and sees that the prince is not looking toward the girls. She uses the hand that had been fondling Duncan’s sack and reaches behind her, urgently tapping Adella’s thigh to get her attention. She then sticks out her thumb and uses it to point away from the location, hoping Adella will understand that she should get away from there while Duncan is distracted.

Duncan starts to move his head to look downward. Before he can refocus his attention, Courtney pulls his cock down and plunges her face into his crotch, taking his cock deeply down her throat. Duncan renews his moaning as he feels her warm, moist mouth engulf his shaft.

A sharp slap on her thigh draws Adella’s attention away from the sight of her brother receiving fellacio from her best friend. Understanding Courtney’s intentions, she quickly scoots away from her kneeling friend and stands. With one last look at the sight, she turns and steps away.

She needs to leave the banquet hall. She hates the thought of leaving her friend by herself but understands that Courtney has sacrified herself to give her the chance to escape with her dignity.

Adella looks toward the doors that would take her out of the banquet hall. The most direct route would require her to step over or around several couples and groups of rutting orgy revelers. The longer route would take her along the wall, but there would be less likelihood that she would run into anyone.