...No More Time

However, this stolen moment of bliss was not to last. You were riding the fake cock hard, at the peak of your yawning desire, when an interruption snaped you back to reality and your duties. A servant was knocking at your door.

"My Queen, I've left your dress for the day on your bed. You must hurry and rouse yourself. We're already behind schedule!"

With a defeated sigh, you came to a disappointing stop. Your sex was still throbbing from the sensation of being filled, so much so that it nearly cried out at the sudden absence as you pulled yourself off of the heavenly fake cock. One whose shape you had come to know quite well.

You took some time to wash yourself properly, toweling the sweat from your back and the messy slick from your thighs. Your majestic golden hair was slightly disheveled in your revelry, so you must spend a distressingly long period of time righting it back into place.

The woman who opened the door was a far cry from the one who'd been shameless riding her toy like a whore a moment ago. In your nudity, you look totally regal. No one would know what a nasty slut you are...or how much your royal cunny was throbbing with need.

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