Yep

Belinda wailed like a banshee in heat as Xalandra worked the scepter in and out of her hungry hole. The queen's hips shook and her ass rippled like water in a still pond does when you toss a pebble in. Belinda was losing her grip on her cheeks, a combination of her weakening strength and how slippery her skin had gotten. Her face was mashed into the carpet, the glasses had fallen off and her mouth was open and drooling. Her juices were flowing like wine and spraying in every direction, filling the room with the smell of sex.

A lot of it ended up in the goblet (in fact it was soon overflowing), but just as much got on the carpet, the queen, and the wizard.

Xalandra continued to lazily move the scepter in and out of the queen as Belinda came down. Seeing her slut in such a state was becoming quite a turn on and soon a wicked idea was forming in her mind.

The elf got up before plopping back down on the throne. She spread her legs wide, letting her own juices drip on the cushion seat as she played with her small breasts.

"Oh ****! You've caused quite a mess here," the elf said as she played with her pussy. "You need to clean it up you naughty little girl."

Belinda turned around, babbling an apology, and started crawling towards the throne. She was still leaking like a faucet, and was making a snail trail as she approached her mistress.

Belinda's face was close enough to the elf's wet tunnel to feel the heat come off of it.

"Lick it clean," commanded Xalandra.

Belinda began to lap away at her mistresses' cunt. Soon Xalandra was cooing and moaning, gripping the queen's head and mushing her face up against her pussy.

"Yes, little **** just like that! MMMMMMM" The elf groaned she forcefully as she came all over the throne and Belinda's face.

Xalandra sat there for a minute, basking in the afterglow and catching her breath. As much as she enjoyed this, she really did need to get back to her schemes.

The wizard got up on wobbly feet and put her robe back on. Belinda was still at her feet waiting for her next order, as the elf's juices dried on her face and in her hair.

Xalandra walked over to the goblet containing her 'freshly squeezed' spell components and picked it up when she noticed something strange.