loneiysong
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 13, 2012
The Queen was excited. No that was not right. She was angry. She had interviewed several a prince, a duke, even a few kings. None were right for her girl. Her little Esmerelda deserved so much more. Much more than all these men and women had to give. Something only she herself could give. And tonight, she was going to give it. She moved along the halls. Everyone knew that the queen was kind and sweet, but very tenacious. The queen also didn't seek the company of men. Not even to become pregnant, she had summoned a woman to harvest the seed of a man and then the physicians had successfully placed it in her womb. THe queen loved Esmerelda.
Esmerelda was her little doll. She always doted on teh girl, gave her the best of schoolings. Moving quietly to her daughters room, she opened the door and looekd at her sleeping beauty. The queen was in her late 40's but she had taken excellent care of herself. Her breasts were still perky, her hips and curves made men and women drool. She was a sex goddess. The queen smiled and moved to her daughter.
The queens soft honey eyes watched her daughter. Her long hair was black but lightly peppered with white. She had wrinkles that only added to her charm. With a grin, she pulled off her robe. The queen had decided a few nights ago that she would claim the princess as her own. The princess was made aware that she now had a suitor and would be here any day.
The queen smiled and took out a silk blindfold. She gently blindfolded her daughter. Pulling off her robe, she climbed behind her daughter under the bed. The queen kept herself waxed and clean. She smiled and reached out from behind her daughter and ran her fingers up and down her ribs. She was memorizing her body. She was going to be quiet. Let her daughter awake to the soft touches. Reaching down between her daughters legs, she pressed her hand against her pussy. Even though, there was a nightgown separating them
The queen grinned and shut her eyes and blushed feeling her own pussy becoming aroused and ready for a long night of getting to know her betrothed. SHe leaned up pulling her daughters hair away from her ear and began to kiss the skin behind it and arched her hips up against her daughters. She was horny and wanting.
The queen's name was Maria Von Drake, sole queen of the kingdom. She smiled and reached out and stroked her breasts running her thumb over the material where her breast was slowly coaxing them into a nipple.
Esmerelda was her little doll. She always doted on teh girl, gave her the best of schoolings. Moving quietly to her daughters room, she opened the door and looekd at her sleeping beauty. The queen was in her late 40's but she had taken excellent care of herself. Her breasts were still perky, her hips and curves made men and women drool. She was a sex goddess. The queen smiled and moved to her daughter.
The queens soft honey eyes watched her daughter. Her long hair was black but lightly peppered with white. She had wrinkles that only added to her charm. With a grin, she pulled off her robe. The queen had decided a few nights ago that she would claim the princess as her own. The princess was made aware that she now had a suitor and would be here any day.
The queen smiled and took out a silk blindfold. She gently blindfolded her daughter. Pulling off her robe, she climbed behind her daughter under the bed. The queen kept herself waxed and clean. She smiled and reached out from behind her daughter and ran her fingers up and down her ribs. She was memorizing her body. She was going to be quiet. Let her daughter awake to the soft touches. Reaching down between her daughters legs, she pressed her hand against her pussy. Even though, there was a nightgown separating them
The queen grinned and shut her eyes and blushed feeling her own pussy becoming aroused and ready for a long night of getting to know her betrothed. SHe leaned up pulling her daughters hair away from her ear and began to kiss the skin behind it and arched her hips up against her daughters. She was horny and wanting.
The queen's name was Maria Von Drake, sole queen of the kingdom. She smiled and reached out and stroked her breasts running her thumb over the material where her breast was slowly coaxing them into a nipple.