Help the King Clean Up

"Oh, my," Nala cooed as she raised to full awakeness at the feet of her sister. She put her arm out and I lifted her onto shaky legs. She immediately wrapped her arms around my chest, her soft buxom chest digging into my side as she fit her body into my hip. My arm instinctively wrapped around her waist and pulled her warmth into me. Nala looked up at me, her beautiful green eyes content before looking down at her sister with a look I couldn't place. "Well sister, how do think my husband stacks up now?"

The cockstruck Karisi didn't even seem to hear the question. A line of drool escaped from her mouth and beaded on one of her breasts, tracing the complex lines of her lingerie before finding her nipple and falling off. I saw her thighs were wet from her dripping cunt.

"Come on sister, I asked you a question," Nala whined, her voice sultry as Nala teased her sister's cheek with a clawed finger. "What do you think of my husband's big fat cock?"

"H-He... H-he is... Amazing." The confident, angry sister was gone, replaced by this dickinitized young girl.

"Yes, he is," my wife cooed, moving her finger to one of my nipples before teasing it with lazy circles. That finger continued its journey to my face. Nala gently guided my jaw to face her and she stared deeply into my eyes. Her face filled to bursting with pride and not an insignificant amount of lust. She gave me a peck on the lips and when we split apart, there was that same look of knowing mischief that she had last night when she invited me to fuck her colon.

"You are right Karisi, we do need to get out of here. But you can't expect us to walk past the nobles like this!" One clawed hand ran down the canyons of my abs, tracing lines in the streams of congealing sperm that collected there until she reached the root of my cock. "Can you help him clean up?"

Karisi's eyes focused and she looked past my cock to my face as if noticing me there for the first time. "B-but-"

I know that type. I said, bringing my voice down and not caring who heard me, "She said to clean my cock."

It wasn't even a second later when Karisi's thick lips pressed around the base of my cock! Her slit eyes might as well have turned to hearts as she swallowed my cock like a sword swallower. Her throat was tight but experienced! Fuck! The lack of gag reflexes made each of these cats natural cocksuckers. Her nose pressed against my pelvis, nuzzling into me and drinking in the potent combination of my musk from the source.

Her throat grasped rhythmically, grasping and holding every part of my cock like a perfect cockholster. She rocked her lips against me, bouncing an inch at a time as she worked her entire mouth and throat to get me off. Gllrk, Gllrk, Gllrk! Her collar with the ring bounced and flexed against the obstruction in her throat. She held her breath for 5 seconds. Then 10. Then 30! Almost a full minute of her perfect throat job before she released. She pulled back without using her hands, releasing my sperm-frie cock into the open air. She gasped long and deep, breasts heaving and covered in throat slime as she caught her breath. Her thighs shook and her pussy burst like someone filled up a water balloon as the first gasp of oxygen caused her to cum like a slut!