Interrupt the Queen's tea party.

All you hear the next morning from that damn town crier outside your window is that the queen has mysteriously fallen “ill”. For once, the morning news makes you chuckle as you recall your intimate and very public fuck session with the queen in her own castle. You decide to pay the lovely queen a second visit in her castle, teleporting to one of the dozens of unused bedrooms in the keep. You appear safely after casting your spell, looking around at the regal surroundings, this one room probably worth more than your entire farm! As luck would have it for you, you hear through the open window the queen’s sultry sophisticated voice!

You poke your head out and spot the queen with her personal cleric having afternoon tea in the royal palace gardens, presumably discreetly discussing what happened in the royal court yesterday. They are a relatively short distance away, only one floor down and maybe 10 yards away. You’re instantly smitten with the angelic pale priestess, her facial features innocent and pure. You see she has a slim, refined body underneath her plain grey robes, doing her petite trim body no justice.

You can hear their conversation relatively clearly from your position. You decide to test the limits of your portal creating powers by picking up a gold mirror left carelessly on a dresser nearby and concentrating on a familiar target: the queen’s soft snug pussy. Instantly her delectable cunt juts out of the gold mirror, her golden pubes blowing in the breeze from the window. You hear Queen Grimtalon gasp in surprise as she looks down at her dress, blushing that she felt the wind on her pussy.

“Are you alright my lady? Did your little accident happen again?” the cute cleric questioned. The queen shot her a glare when she heard what her **** and involuntary public orgasm was referred to. You drop your trousers and begin to jerk yourself as you delve into the queen’s pussy a second time, messily licking and slurping at her **** sex.

“No it did not happen again!” The queen snapped, “And you’d be wise to, ah! Eek!” You interrupt her rant with your oral **** on her pretty pink lips, devastating her cunt with your enthusiastic tongue. “I-I, eugh… I d-don’t, hah! D-don’t want to talk about it...” The cloistered holy woman only nodded, sipping her tea as she watched the queen struggle to avoid cumming in public. Deciding you’ve had enough, you stop prodding her majesty’s slit with your tongue for a minute to create a new portal in your old iron mirror: and after a brief green spark, a tight shaven pale vagina comes into view! You look outside and see a look of relief on the queen as she takes a gulp of her tea. Taking the gold mirror with the queen’s pussy in your dominant hand, you bring the mirror high above your cock and smash it down in one swoop, forcing the entire length of your erection inside her waiting wet folds. The queen spits out her tea as her eyes bulge when she feels the familiar rude entrance of your phantom cock, spilling it onto the white table cloth. Eager to expand your horizons, you pull the iron mirror with the priestess’s pussy to your mouth and suck the clit between your lips.

“M-my queen! Are you, augh! Oooh!” The young cleric’s tongue shot out as she felt her sweet nub get molested by an invisible ****. Her hands shoot over her mouth, to try to cover her outburst. You watch in amusement as you pulverize the queen’s cunt as she tries to act normal, putting on a serious façade with pleading eyes, holding her tea cup with shaking hands as she crosses her legs desperately. Even better as you lash the clergywoman’s fresh virgin pussy with your tongue you eye her shutting her eyes in denial as her soft petite hands form fists. The two women battle to avoid letting the other one know that you are violating them!

“H-how ar-are, ugh… t-the, erk, augh! The th-things g-going at the church?” Lucille inquires, immediately biting her lips and shutting her eyes as she feels the jolt of her climax in the middle of her sentence. The clergywoman is preoccupied herself as she dazedly nods her head and mumbles from the unfamiliar pleasure racking her innocent brain. You decide to enact your master plan and pull your cock out of the queen… and shove your cock into the priestess! You instantly feel her walls tighten as she climaxes and her pale leg shakes uncontrollably underneath the table. You begin to alternate between the two mirrors in both of your hands, pummeling each pussy for just a few seconds before switching to the other. You race to see which obvious cocksheath causes you to nut deep inside first: the familiar loving snugness of the queen, or the new tightly contracting slit of the wholesome holy woman. You pound your cock furiously, finally feeling your balls clench and launch a fresh load through your cockhead. You look down just in time to see the cleric’s bare sopping pussy wrap around the length of your rod as you groan and let go completely, shooting a long continuous jet of warm semen through her cervix and into her previously neglected womb. As you keep releasing globs of hot seed you look out in the nick of time to spot the cleric frantically arching her back in the chair her confused eyes rolling upwards as she cums hard all over your dick. You quickly swift to the Queen’s abandoned pussy, blasting the last remnants of your ball butter, furiously pistoning up and down, the mirror with the protruding pussy a blur on your sensitive cock. You get to see the queen pull her knees up to her chest and wrap her arms around them as she rocks back and forth, climaxing harder than ever. Finally satisfied, you pull your deflating member out and look at the two disheveled noble ladies in their garden. Their tea cups have spilled on the ground and they are looking up at the sky in utter bliss with big O’s in their mouths. They silently sit, bow-legged with their arms loosely resting on their chairs, content on staying where they while your sperm leaks out of their juicy cunts. Dismissing the spell and sensing your work here is done, you take your new gold mirror along with your iron one and teleport back to your humble abode. Who needs money anyway?