After about ten minutes, I was thinking to leave not expecting to see any more either the princess or her naughty friend. Only the minimal hope to score with the British beauty and the fact that I have just shortly before come three times in Clarissa remain me quiet and abnormally patient.
Suddenly the double door bursts open and behind an old lady bringing a large tray, I recognize Kate pretty face. She walks in the room with her natural royal grace followed by a shameful head down Clarissa. As I stand up and send the princess my most charming and polite smile, they both take a seat on the sofa
I’m not familiar with tea and although I’d be certainly happier with a beer, in the light of recent events, I gently accept a cup of tea. As the old lady leaves the place, I try to lighten the atmosphere making some jokes on American universities sport and sex culture but Clarissa seems not to get the message probably still enmeshed in her guilt after some reprimands from the princess.
Indifferent to Clarissa feelings, I keep on describing football rules in and outside the field and Kate, either by courtesy or by real interest, seem to enjoy my show forgetting all her initial resentment. Encouraged by her new attitude, I take the two young ladies by the hand and ask them to help me make a demo of some football moves. Both girls are eager to comply, standing up without hesitation and even Clarissa seems to regain confidence in the process.
Knowing I could use Clarissa’s help later on to trick the future highness, I play it cool for the moment, holding alternatively one girl or the other in quite innocent positions. However, all the touches involved in our naughty games lead to inevitably affect the size of my rod. As a newly mischievous girl, Clarissa is the first to notice, giving me a pervert glance and covertly nibbling her lips in anticipation. With a commanding glare, unknown to Kate, I ask her to bring the princess back towards my crotch. A little surprised but rapidly overcome by her growing lust, Clarissa bends over the princess head and incidentally pushes her in my arms. Kate loses her balance and I energetically hold her under her arms, my hands firmly compressing her soft breasts. She let escape a brief scream as I draw her on my lap. Feeling my massive bulge pushing in her insides, she gasps for air, trying to recompose herself but I strongly hold her smoothly massaging her unwillingly hardened tits.
Clarissa has moved behind my back to caress my ass and discreetly remove my pants freeing my monster which indefectibly makes its way under the princess dress. Now clearly aroused, Kate struggles to break free but I won’t let her go anywhere before she gets a good taste of my solid babymaker. She somewhat realizes the betrayal from her once faithful friend who has now kneeled down to rim my ass with fervor. Facing the desertion of Clarissa and enduring the repetitive hammering I relentless give her with my tool, the elegant princess begins to lose control.
It’s time for me to definitively take control. With only one quick movement, I tear up her blue dress which falls on the ground revealing her delicate shoulders. I make my move turning Kate over and promptly invade her mouth with my tongue. She’s still reluctant to indulge herself and enjoy the growing pleasure. I dominate her mouth timely causing the princess to moan loudly. Meanwhile, Clarissa makes a lot of noise slurping and licking my nuts and I gently tap on her back giving my fully erect rod for her to swallow which she hungrily accepts.
I’m still standing, kissing a totally subjugated naked princess, masterfully toying with her sensitive tits as I’m deepthroated by her pal. Deeply enjoying the royal awkward situation, I think to myself let’s now move to the “coup de grace”.
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