Yes

The Queen climbed on all fours over the bed, and the dwarf, his mighty erection ablated, stuck his bearded chin over the white silk of her underwear. Only the valuable fabric separated his rough tongue from her majesty´s royal womanhood. She didn't appear to mind her barrier, as she begged for more.

Anita fell silent, letting the daughter see her mother at beauty´s peak. The Queen curved her back so she could reach her lover´s head, caressing his nape and begged him to lap harder and harder, Liandra was foremost fascinated by the unbridled lust that her mother wore.

The Queen couldn't find the best position to receive the craftman´s tongue, and if at times she tried to hold him, at others she had to brace in all fours, her moans echoing in the small room.

Liandra pinched her own nipples, her pussy too buried under her voluminous dress for ease access. She was so mesmerized by the sight she didn't even notice what she was doing, how she caressed the base of her own dress.

The queen took several needs to scream her release, but eventually she did, begging the dwarf for him to never stop. But he did.

He went to a bundle of cloth, his own backpack, and from inside produced a phalic silver object, a rod of some kind, with a bulgeous circle head at the top. By his intent and her mother´s reaction she imagined it was some kind of magic item.

The "magic" it produced was of a very different kind. The queen kissed the rod´s head, and closed her eyes as she enjoyed its touch as he rubbed it down her head and between her breasts. Liandra found herself doing just the same with her hands. He circled the Queen´s nipples, prodding their tautness. Liandra moaned softly, still expecting a magical glow to erupt at any moment. It didn't.

Instead the Queen ordered the dwarf to cease his teasing, and to service her royal pussy. Liandra was aghast when she saw the dildo´s true purpose, its slow insertion inside her mother´s pussy, they didn't even bother taking her panties off, they just pulled it to the side and buried the tool. It still had half the shaft outside when the dwarf stopped, the Queen appeared mad with her senseless orders.

Anita began to cover the mirror, but Liandra said "Wait! I want to see more" Her friend froze, but didn't meet her eyes. She just nodded, and stepped back.

Her mother was standing then, having her negligee removed piece by piece, lace by lace. Her large breasts almost illuminated the room, putting the moon to shame, but it was her round buttocks that received the most attention from the dwarf. She could hear his cruel laughter, Liandra´s own pussy was dripping with desire.

"h-help me with this dress, Anita. Please" The princess begged, the fire raged so madly it was even hard to think. But her friend said "I will take care of it, princess" Liandra closed her eyes tight as she squeezed her breasts, only vaguely aware her skirts were being lifted, enough for her friend to crawl under.

The hands in her tight were unlike the one in her mother´s, the fingers were smooth, slender and gentle. She felt these soft hands caress her tights as her mother was reduced to only her red panties. The dwarf was just an absurd assortment of muscles and body hair, his muscles could as well be carved in stone and his erection the column that would support a mountain.

Anita´s kiss robbed Liandra again of silence, the princess struggled to keep her eyes wide open. Her mother had crawled on all fours again, and the dwarf was spreading her buttocks. Defying gravity, the rod stuck in the royal pussy even after he let it go, but this could mean only one thing.

Her mother screamed in pain. Liandra saw the slab of meat slowly disappear inside her mother´s ass, and Anita was doing something equally magical down her pussy. It was infuriating how hard it was to enjoy both at the same time, she wanted at least to see it finish entering her, but she couldn't. She had to close her eyes and voice her own pleasure, the lady in waiting was being brutally efficient with her clit, foreplay skipped in this situation.

When she opened her eyelids again, her mother was sitting in his lap, the dildo handle moving up and down as she bucked her hips and rode his cock. The small respite she gained from Anita was short lived though, she felt the handmaiden probing her pussy with her fingers. She was sliding them inside her with deft skill and dedication. It was too much for the princess, and it was just a miracle that she managed to muffle her screams with her arm.

Anita´s intrusion **** her inwards, to acknowledge her own truths. She loved her parents and everyone else, but she couldn't live just for them, abiding her parents wishes. And, perhaps like her mother, her way also included secret erotic rendezvous.

Liandra wasn't sure if she passed out or if she had just been floating in clouds. Anita was standing besides the mirror when she came to her senses, and the spying device showed the Queen back to where she started, sucking dwarven cock, regardless of what holes it buried into. Liandra felt herself smile, for some reason proud or accomplished. She realized the duo would soon be done, and it would be very awkward for her to be there when they left the room.