Waking up.

"Wake up..."

Stirring, you shift.

"Honey..."

Your eyes opening slowly, resting on your mother's womanly thighs, "Darling, I have to attend a diplomatic meeting with Lady Crimson, the Queen vampiress of the west." her hands stroking your masculine face.

You can feel her silky qipao, however, staring up to her face, her gigantic breasts partially blocking your view of her mischievous grin, this is not the low-cut qipao she wore yesterday, instead, it wraps her luxurious jugs tightly in its confines.

Your cock is still intensely hard, although the sensation is not painful, it still aches, you're looking forward to the day your cock would be released from its chastity.

"You have to visit Queen Faylen in a military encampment at noon today, it's not far, she expects you to join her in her military campaign." This was part of the agreement, that Trupia's King would lead his elite guards and fight with Lady Faylen as allies in her series of coordinated attacks against a large Goblin... slum. Of course, to those pathetic Goblins, they live in fortresses.

"Lady Chantrea will give you the details." Leaning down, your mother places a wet, hot kiss on your massive shaft, "Ooo... mom..." your cock twitches.

She slides you off her lap to stand, "Good luck, King {firstname}."

"Good luck, mom."