My wife's satisfied. For now.

"That was incredible." Grarla says after getting dressed, and after swearing secrecy with Parlyx. "I'm looking forward to more of these meetings, your Majesty, your Grace."

She bows and leaves the room. She fucked my wife until she came three times. And the orc's huge loads are still leaking from my wife's pussy, as she didn't use any other of her holes. Not her mouth, not her ass. However, Wynlyvell is resting with the face of an angel satisfied smile on her face. There are five condoms full of my cum on the ground. I've laid down next to my wife, and I'm caressing her hair. I finally feel peace in her. I don't feel that aura of lust she was giving off the previous night.

"Thank you, my love" She says with a happy sigh. "She fucked me so good... I came so much... And I loved it. And I love you."

"I loved watching it as well. Do you feel calm now?"

"Very. I won't be restless at night."

"I'm so happy, my wife" I tell her with a sweet kiss. "Perhaps this is the key to the peace between Queendoms."

"I will gladly do this for you again, my love. Just... Not today. Nor tomorrow. I feel so satisfied right now."

That phrase makes me jealous. But I want us to repeat it so bad.

"Now, what leaders should we invite over?"