Leisurely activities

She pushed his face into the pillow, her hand across his cheek. Her other hand helped balance her, as she rode his cock hard and fast. His muffled moaning annoyed her and she tried her best to ignore his grubby little fingers clawing at her thighs, his whimpers begging her for mercy. Queen Adelaide knew that his thick, hard cock was Lord Gilead’s only redeeming quality, the way it made her feel, sliding in and out of her slick pussy as she rode him until her legs shook. Her ass clapped against his thighs, her dress she had refrained from taking off all the way, she always needed a servant to help her with the bloody corset. Instead she had hiked it up and let the skirt hang loosely around her hips as she threw her head back in ecstasy. “Fuck you, you dirty cunt, fucking taking it!” Her words weren’t very lady-like, but then again, she had never been much of a lady anyways. Her pussy clenched around his cock as her orgasm made her gush. She felt the inside of her thighs begin to get slick with wetness, as her the walls of her pussy convulsed and the feeling of his cock buried inside her suddenly became too much.

Adelaide let go of Gilead’s head, hearing him gasp for air as he finally managed to free himself from the silk pillows **** him. Before he could muster up the strength to protest against her once more, Queen Adelaide let his cock slide out of her pussy and crawled up his body. The fear, mixed with carnal excitement in his eyes fueled her fire, as Adelaide rested her knees on either side of the Lords head and sat down on his face. Immediately she began grinding her clit against his tongue, caring little about the mans comfort, nor lack of oxygen. She had needed these orgasm badly, it had been two days since she had been **** to send away her two favorite knights on some political engagement, the Greenwood twins. They were men who knew how to handle a woman properly and to top it all off, they were perfect, loyal little dogs.

For now Adelaide was **** to make do with what she had available. She was sure Lord Gilead had not imagined that he’d be **** to drink and **** on her orgasm, when the Queen had invited him up to her private quarters. But as Adelaide clenched his face tight between her strong thighs, her pussy began to gush, her back arched and her mouth began spewing every profanity she had ever learned…