Finally, I reached the top of her panties. I'd asked her to leave them on for a reason. I wanted to make a small ceremony out of removing them. I hook...d each of my index fingers around the sides of the fabric. She lifted up her hips, and I slowly and easily removed the undergarment, exposing her sex to me for the first time. She was already quite wet, and the scent of her arousal was unmistakable.I could have dived right in. I didn't, though, instead directing my attention to the inside of her. She watched Greta eat the waffle daintily with her pinky out like she was some grand lady from a posh upper class background. Poor Ronald looked like he needed to view a porn video from the library on the upper deck marked “Adults only”.Betsy looked at her half waffle and pouted like a spoiled little brat with her legs crossed and her panties sticking out like a surrender flag with a little pussy smiling and saying, “Hello, Kitty”. She saw that Ronald was focused on her camel-toe and she hoped. I would give this queen the pleasure that she needed. That she craves...And Aingeal would die.“Yes, your Majesty,” I said with all the submission I could. It was such a foreign concept to me. But I swallowed my ego for Aingeal. I lead her into Faerie. I put her in a position to lose her life, and I owed her to do anything to save her.I rose, feeling the queen's eyes on my naked, muscular body. My cock thrust hard before me. Despite how foreign this felt, there was something exciting about. And oh! The mind blowing, sheet soaking orgasms she’d have!! She had to have it but couldn’t wait entirely for him to get into the room so she slowly circled her clit to maintain a level of satisfaction until it all unfolded. ‘Babe?’ Brian asked. ‘Where are you?’ Seeing the bedroom door closed, he made the obvious assumption and headed in that way. He was reassured in a second. ‘I’m…’ Tasha had to clear her throat. It was very dry and sounded that way. ‘I’m in here babe.’ She didn’t realize it.