She arched her back, pulling her pelvis away from an invisible assailant in front of her."Oh, no," she said hoarsely, "not there. Please, not there."H...r pelvis began to gyrate slowly."Oh, God. Oh, it hurts... It hurts so good."She closed her eyes and swayed to the beat of the music. I can use this, she thought. I can use this at the club. They'll love it.Her make-believe horror turned real as she heard the closet door behind her slide open. In the mirror, she saw a man emerge behind her, a big. And this time the egg would be there! This time they would find it!As I lay there trembling, I knew this with absolute certainty. My head span, my tummy churned. At that very moment I was certain I could feel the beginnings of new life being formed within my hitherto unused womb.Nothing in my life had prepared me for this. A sensation this fundamental could only result from a woman fulfilling her deepest, most basic reason to be on this earth! As my body was wracked by the last few orgasmic. I got some quite flirty texts over the Christmas holidays, and we started secretly texting back and forth until we went back to school in the new year. Inevitably we had sex, and like I said it was in my stockroom after school finished." That must have been risky?" Yes it was, but the first time we couldn't help ourselves. I remember one minute we were kissing and the next minute she was bent over a stack of boxes and I was fucking her!" Wow, that's so horny, but I guess it led to your. " Understood, Your Majesty," the messenger replied, bowing his head lower for a moment respectfully before standing and turning around, his scaled tail stiff with his own nerves behind him as he raced for the exit.Once the messenger was gone, Queen Camilla sank back onto her throne, giving the two guards a brief show of her large breasts heaving within the tight confines of her dress top. She let out a weary sigh as she wished one of her two husbands, either of them, were still alive to ask for.