Then I looked at Yavara. I formed against him belly to belly, breast to chest, compelled closer by the relentless drive of his hips, his cock a piston inside me, abusing the tender pink flesh within perfectly. She took her new daughter from behind, and brought her into a sensual embrace. I smiled inwardly, Thank you, Yavara.They’re innocent. She walked over to the women, her hips swaying seductively back and forth, her perfect breasts bobbing gently. She crossed her arms over her bare breasts, and shuddered. “Thank me?” Yavara asked, looking down at the prostrators, “If you think two days’ grace to make peace with your god is worth my thanks, then I accept.”
“W-w-w-w-what?” One of them stuttered. “My queen, you have guests!”
Yavara was in the center of the orgy, more than living up to the reputation of the Dark Queen. Both sisters sunk their fangs into my breasts as they sucked from my nipple. “I’m hungry, Mommy.” Yavara said, licking her fangs.
