Belinda Gets The Shaft

"Please mistress..." begs Belinda, "I need it..."

Xalandra slaps the queen's enormous booty, making it ripple. "Be quiet ****, or you'll get nothing!"

"Noooo... please mistress I'll be gooooooood," whines the queen, not realizing its an empty threat.

"This ass is too fat. ****, grab you cheeks and keep them spread," commands the elf.

Belinda quickly complies, pressing her face into the plush red carpet and sticking her ass in the air, as she spreads herself wide for Xalandra.

Xalandra lustily smiles as she gets a waft of the queen's treasure. Belinda's nethers reek of sex, and have turned into a tropical, soupy mess.

"This should do nicely." The elven wizard positions the goblet beneath the queen's vagina, like one puts a pan down under a leaky roof. She then takes the royal scepter and slides it along Belinda's chunky thighs, gathering up the queen's lewd and sticky juices along the way.

Belinda giggles and moans as the rod travels up her body. She had always been a ticklish one, and her natural sensitivity combined with Xalandra's spell made this teasing unbearable.

The royal scepter was just inches away from Belinda's pussy now. Xalandra chose to tease her **** a little more by gentle rubbing it along the outside of the moaning woman's lower lips. "Beg ****. Beg more for release."

"Please mistress! Give me what I need! I'm so horny right now! I'll do whatever you want!"

"Anything?" Teased the elf.

"YESSSSSSS!" Whined the queen.

Xalandra shoved the scepter into her queen, leaned in close and whispered into her ear. "Then cum. Squirt your little brain out you dumb slut."