For weeks both Rachael and the Queen enjoyed the beauty of lesbian sex, and in the middle of the night Rachael would leave the Queens bed and wonder n...kedly down the passageway to the King, in his bed he ravaged her, she responded by having multiple orgasms and she would smile at the King as he grunted and groaned as he orgasmed himself leaving his seed within Rachael, some nights the King would not be able to become erect so Rachael would take the royal penis and suck it until it did, most. A twisted grin was on his face. This, to him, was what it was all about, breaking down women's egos until they begged to be fucked and groveled at his feet and pleaded for more. Once aroused, women were all alike. And he loved it.Roughly, saying, "Okay, I'm going to give it to you," he pulled at her dress bunched around her waist and his sister flexed her knees and lifted her hips free of the floor as he pulled the dress off and threw it across the room. "Like a whore!" he said in a hoarse. Donna felt the searing heat of his cock along her lips, and she pushed the tip of her tongue forward, licking."Billy, tell me to suck your cock," she purred softly. "Tell mother to suck you!" Suck me, Mother!" he responded immediately. "Suck my cock! Take my cock in your mouth and suck it!" Mmmmm, you want a nice, hot, wet blow job, baby?" Yes, Mother! Give me a blow job!" I thought you wanted to watch me suck your cock?" she teased."I can watch right here, Mother," he said urgently. "I can see. Bonnie looked so put together when she opened the door to her gorgeous home. I would have sworn that she was prepared to join a 50+ beauty pageant at any time. This bride of conservative senator formally welcomed me into her home. Per usual, we were there alone. We sat in her drawing room as she called it. She offered me some tasty mixed drink that I had never heard of. With her strong southern accent, I didn’t quite make out the name of the drink. We both knew why I was there. Bonnie had.