Queen Sheba Facesitting Novelas e Histórias

The Queen herself sits upon a magnificent throne, her regal presence commanding respect and admiration. With a deep breath, I approach the Queen, bowing respectfully before her. Her piercing gaze meets mine, and I can see a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. I speak with a voice filled with reverence, "Your Majesty, I come before you seeking an audience. There is a matter of great importance that requires your attention."

"Abbie, right there. On your back." "Hell yeah, baby. This is gonna be fuckin' tits, yo." She pranced across the room, her own tits bouncing madly, and plopped herself down. Her knees bent, thighs spread. "Tabitha... sit on her face." "Wait, what? Oh this better be one of those things where you're gonna fuck me while you suck face with the stick girl. Because if you think you're gonna shut me up just by havmmf smmfmm..."

Queen Rowena states. "He is a lucky human, at least until we are able to access the powers of the crown," the alpha says. "He is welcome to sit and eat." Queen Rowena pulls a seat for me while the alpha pulls one for her. He ends up sitting on her left side and I on her right. Cara is left standing behind everyone as her Majesty didn't mention anything about her allowance to sit. Unfortunately for her, the Queen seems not to notice her throughout her talk with the alpha.

She doesn´t speak, simply watching me, wide-eyed, with an air of waiting. In a silent mood, Babe? Perhaps, with all you have to think about right now... "Lie back. Relax." I sit, perched on the edge of the table next to her, my hands flat to her belly "Now, would you like a massage or a massage?" She writhes, stretching and smiling, her green-grey eyes intense. "I think I´ll leave that to the masseur." Relaxing back, she lies framed by her sea of red hair, her skin very pale even against the white towel, spine arched, knees slightly akimbo. She gazes at me, lips slightly parted.

she said, still lowered in a bow, she wasn't just making the mistake of looking into my face… Was it a bad thing to look into a Queen's face or something? "Lead the way." @pop precious

The door bang shut on its own behind me, making me jump in fear. I walked further into the room and a little candle lit up in front of me. The Queen of Umbraeth sat in front of me in a silk dress that exposed her cleavage and her creamy legs that she put around the King's shoulder who was kneeling in between her legs and eating her out. My fist clenched beside me as I stood and watched her moan as she pushed the King's head closer to her pussy. “Fuck, Everan.” She threw her head back in pleasure. “Just like that. Yeah, don't stop.”

I clasped my fingers in my lap, trying not to look nervous, with my back straight and my eyes dodging all those curious stares. A small, practiced smile on my lips even though no one was really talking to me directly. There were several women near the King, stretched out on the huge camel-colored sofas on either side of him, each one more beautiful than the last. None of them were Omegas, at least not that I could see. But one Alpha in particular was closer to him, the one filling his glass. I was sure, from her sharp aura and the way she looked down on us, that she was the Queen.

the queen said, amidst a subtle bow. The queen lifted her head, approaching the dais, and sat on her throne, her shoulders squared, her red robe pooling around her like a dark, fiery aura. Her sharp crimson eyes weighed Madam Jessica with a critical squint, and her facial features were accentuated by a cold, calculating smile. With one leg crossed over the other, her light auburn hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night. Madame Jessica didn't hesitate to make herself look so pathetic.

All the girls turned their eyes, and looked wide at the image of the queen walking toward them. Spontaneous, three other girls and also Rosetta standing from sitting. Bend the legs and dive as deep as they can. “Our high respect to the Aelton's Moon. May god’s blessings always surround Your Majesty.” She can’t believe meeting the queen this afternoon. Her chest was pounding. The queen’s aura is so powerful that Rosetta won’t lift up. “Thank you, now keep your bodies in the upright position,” said the Queen Shannon.

As Angelica entered the room, she could feel Queen Shiba's eyes on her, watching her every move. The room was shrouded in darkness even when the sun had just risen, with only a single flickering candle providing a dim light. She sat in a high-backed chair, her posture straight and regal, and she felt small and insignificant in her presence, Queen Shiba dressed in flowing black robe. Her hair was silver, and her eyes were a piercing shade of blue. Standing before her, Angelica shook with fear. "What took you so long to walk in?" Queen Shiba asked, and Angelica froze.