around the back way

Queenie spreads her legs temptingly, and you catch yourself drooling at the sight. "Hmm? Oh, you think this is for you?" she asks in feigned innocence. "Oh, but that's my favorite spot. It's far too good for a pet like you, don't you think?"

You're horny and puzzled, but there's that sweet strong aroma coming from between her thighs. It's so overwhelming, and something inside the deepest pits of your mind rises up and insists that you have to do anything this insectoid woman says to get at it. You nod sheepishly in agreement, even as you disbelieve yourself.

"I think this is more befitting your lower class, my pet," she says, turning around and wiggling her juicy hips as she leans over, spreading her ass before you. The scent of her womanhood still pours out towards you, and you're just dying to do anything your queen asks you to.

You lean forward and kiss at her cheeks, Queenie cooing and twitching a bit, but staying spread and balanced on her strong skinny legs. After she seems suitably warmed up, you dare to open wide and lick up her asshole.

"OOOOoooh!" she squeals in noisy delight, to the point where you might think she's making fun of you. But your Queenie is so generous and loving a master...

"That felt wonnnderful, my pet," she says breathily. "You must be a master of licking royal asses. Perhaps I should sign you on as my regal toiletpaper," she chuckles. She thrusts her ass back into your face, squishing its thick and warm flesh into you.

"Don't stop now, ****. Keep going!" She barks her orders as you, and you diligently go back to eating out her ass, tonguing it deep and wet enough that it's like you're mining for her very compliment and moans on your anal skills.