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Chapter 1120 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Ask for the confident persona.

"I think you'd give the best massage as the real you."

She chuckles, shifting right back into her more regal visage. "We shouldn't be long. There's much to do." She swims easily across the room, touching a hand upon your chin as she floats there for a lengthy moment, staring into your eyes. It feels almost like she's inspecting you--judging you. Though as she lingers, you feel the gentle hold of your loin cloth bottoms start to tighten over something beginning to stiffen.

As she moves her tailfin down to line up closer to your legs, you slide a hand down her lower back, and then to the scales beneath that. They're smooth, like polished stone, yet neither hard nor pointy in an unpleasant way. It's even softer than the texture of a snake, and they glisten like gems.

"You've done this before," she whispers beside your ear. "I wish we had more time, but for now--"

You tense up as her firm hand pushes and slides up your groin, and then both her hands press against your chest. They continue upwards until she grasps your cheeks. She then presses her tender lips hard against your own. This lasts a pleasantly long time, though she eventually releases, and drives a few feet back. Now her hands move to her own body, and you watch with intent as she explores her own figure. They quickly make their way to her breasts, which she grasps and squeezes and kneads up and down in a sensual rhythm before her fingers slip beneath her seashell top.

With a, "Mmm~!" and stare right into your eyes, she pulls the shells up and pops her bare titties free specifically for you to stare at. Her hands move back down--pinching her stiffening nipples between her fingers as she bounces them slowly for your enjoyment.

Then she swims quickly down to your waist. There, she **** her tongue up the front of your loincloth, and then longs her fingertips into the band around your waist. It isn't long before she's worked it down to your thighs, which springs your erection up right against her face. With a twirling movement of her tongue, she sucks right on the tip, and then removes your bottoms the rest of the way, leaving you as nude as she is.

Queen Iri then makes a cock sandwich between her massive tits. The soft, tender squeeze around your shift feels amazing. She pushes them hard together, and with everything always wet, it slips with ease, and your necklace allows you to move far easier beneath the sea than you'd be able to otherwise. Merfolk aren't affected at all regardless, so she thrusts your member up and down between her titties without difficulty--hard and fast.

She pulls her hair away from her face and takes it into her mouth, gulping it down as her tongue plays, all while her massive breasts continue to sandwich you between them. You float off the ground, which is a strange feeling in itself--zero gravity fucking. You hold onto her body, as there's nothing else to grasp, not even the floor, though she's doing all the work for you right now. Truly, she is a fantastic masseuse. She wasn't joking. Your body is already burning hot, and with the intention of this encounter, you have no reason to hold back. You can't wait to cum to this. It's going to feel so good.

"Mm~!"

That wasn't her.

You look up, and she does as well, to the sound of a girl perched up in the top corner of the bedroom.

Snow is there. Her legs are wobbling, though not because they're tired. You're all underwater. She could remain up there forever. No, it's because of where she has her hand. The scantily clad kitty has her fingers just below her stomach, and her face is absolutely flushed. She's been caught red-handed after going too far as to make a noise. She stares in terror down at you titty-fucking the queen.

"Snow?!" You call out.

"S-Sorry, Kyle. I was worried about you, so Candy helped me sneak off, but then--" She looks down at herself nervously before covering herself up, even though she's more clothed than anyone else in the room. Slowly, she starts floating down towards the floor. "I apologize."

The queen looks back to you with a smirk. "Reminds me of him. Interesting. You have quite the party."

What do you do?

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