I had changed the world.I groaned as her pussy engulfed my dick as I sat in the chair, a pair of cameras shooting us, one over my shoulder, the other ...ver hers. Shanelle, a willowy redhead with a gold nose ring glinting beneath the camera lights, let out such a moan of delight as she settled onto my lap, her cunt sliding down my futa-cock. I groaned, twisting in my chair, pleasure flooding through me.“There,” she said, her naked body shifting, her round breasts nudging into my tits. We had. ”“Yes, we do,” purred my dragon-mother, her manacles rattling.“I will protect him like I protect Kurtis,” said Pyrriah. Her hair flickered with fire.Queen Tinia stared at me and sighed. “I am your queen now, my brother-husband. If this is your will, but ... My son better be returned to me. I don’t believe in divorce, but I won’t suffer you for a husband if you get him hurt.” Her eyes burned with passion. “Am I clear?”I grinned at her. “Very.”I kissed my fairy-queen. She moaned into the lips for. Such a short time ago, she would have been terribly shocked by even thinking about such a scene, about two women making lesbian love. And it would have been more horrifying to her, knowing that they were mother and daughter.Now it wasn't shocking or terrible; it was interesting and exciting, and she was happy for them, applauding their honesty and open desires. Sex ought to start in the family, she though; mothers should teach their sons how to fuck, and fathers should instruct their daughters. I had no real one-on-one opportunity with Camilla, although I did have a chance to return her Tosca score; mine had arrived that afternoon. Otherwise, though, she went her way and I went mine. Stars and comprimari don't usually interact a lot backstage.It helped that Madeleine seemed to have put her sniping at me on hold. She and the kid tenor who was doing the Emperor seemed to be a lot more interested in whatever it was they were up to—one free guess!—in her dressing room. Suited me.