The prince moves on to his main course

Satified with your mother's orgasm, the prince suddenly ends the sex, shoving your mother to the ground like a particularly disliked cat who was hogging the bed.

"Enough. I see your daughter is ready for me." He says smugly, staring at the space between your legs.

Looking down, you turn bright red as you see that your pussy has moistened to such an extent that it literally visibly dripping its vaginal secretions onto the ground beneath your feet.{if@ images > 1}{if@ images != 3}

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"Marisa, I think I'd like you to disrobe your daughter yourself, and then lie her in your lap while I deflower her."

Your mother gasps. "Your highness, me doing that with Frannie... this is dangerously close to ****!"

But she has already begun to obey, quickly advancing on you and unclasping your various buckles.

Esmerelda chuckles. "Nonsense. Just think of it as you providing your daughter moral support during a significant and emotional event in her life."

And so you stand there, still stunned into submission, as your own mother removes all your clothes, leaving you naked and **** in front of these three perverts.

Your mother promptly adopts a kneeling position, and beckons you to come lay down in her lap.

"Go on then, 'Frannie', let your mother give you a hug while I enter you. Nuzzle your head in between her beautiful breasts, why dont you." The prince suggests.

But it's not really a suggestion.