Look inside

Creeping silently to the door, Stewart cautiously sticks his head through the doorway.

Instantly, the mystery as to the location of the guard is cleared up. Stewart sees the elite member of the king’s personal protection unit, but instead of standing guard outside the door, he is kneeling in front of the queen.

As a member of the royal family, Stewart has seen countless people kneel in front of his mother, but this is the first time he has witnessed the spectacle of her with her dress hiked up and her legs spread as the kneeling subject laps greedily at her exposed pussy.

Caroline, Queen of Mirantia — not to mention, his own mother — has her head thrown back, eyes closed, and her face contorted as she holds her skirts up, allowing easy access to her spread thighs and all they offer.

“Oh, by the stars, Cedric! That is so good! You know exactly what I like!” said his mother in a sultry voice he had never heard her use.

The young guard lifted his lips from her cunt long enough to say, “Not Cedric, ma’am. He works the night shifts. I’m Allister.”

Without opening her eyes, Caroline places one hand on top of the guard’s head and pushes his face back to its original position. “No matter... Just don’t stop. I’m so close!”

Stewart is simultaneously revolted and aroused at the sight of his mother getting off on the face of this guard. Allister looked to be no older than himself! He never would have guessed that his mother even looked at any man other than her husband!

As he watched, he saw his mother’s pelvis begin to thrust and grind. She let go of her skirts and placed both hands on the guard’s head, pushing it and guiding it as her ankles entwined behind his back.

Stewart recognized the signs of orgasm sweeping through his mother’s body. The sight of a woman climaxing never failed to arouse him, and this was no exception, even as he told himself it was wrong for him to feel that way in this situation. Try as he might, he could not suppress the erection growing in his pants, nor could he tear his eyes from his mother as she arched her back and let out a long, low cry of exhilaration.

As the orgasm’s effects began to fade, Stewart saw his mother slowly begin to take notice of her surroundings. Quickly, so as to avoid detection, Stewart stepped away from the door and retreated to a place of safety around a corner.

In a few minutes the guard returned to his post outside the door, standing rigid and at attention, but with a dreamy smile on his face. Stewart also noted the sheen on the guard’s chin, which was still moist with the juices of Stewart’s mother.