Or maybe it was just her imagination.
She was going to be pounded nonetheless.
...
"You are too much!!!"
The queen spoke through clenched teeth, laying down on her back with her knees pointed outwards and legs sprawled like a butterfly.
Her hand clasped her moderately big breasts, stopping them from being swayed.
"Why are you covering up your face??"
Rae asked, she was still covering her face with her one piece dress. The gown like dress revealed everything except for the queen's neck and face.
"I am cleaning your stench off my face."
The queen snapped, barely louder than a whisper. Her face had been soiled by his face fucking earlier. But that not was the reason why she was hiding her face.
She was shy. She did not want him to see her crying in pleasure. But she could not admit it.
Deep beneath her facade of a mature queen, she still felt shy and embarrassed to get dominated like this.
"Haah! Not even that pig of a king ever humiliated me like this."
