The Princess of Portugal (Centre) got crowned the Queen after she conquered the Thai Princess. Now, she faces the most formidable opponents till date in a handicap match, the Indian Queen (Right) and her daughter, the Princess of India (Left). A lot of land, ass and pussy are at stake here. Loser or losers submit(s) it all.
VOTE FOR YOUR CHAMPION(S)! - Portugal (Centre) Vs. India (Left & Right)
The Princess of India lay on her belly, lapping at the luxurant, ever flowing
wetness of the Princess of Portugal. Rarely had the Indian Princess felt this way. Her hands had barely enough strength to grip those firm ass cheeks of
her attention, and she knew this was the woman who almost did her in.
This pussy and ass that were barely under control had made her howel,
made her scream, made her cum - so hard and so often. It was good
that Portugal was finally under some measure of control.
The Princess of India looked up, seeing her Queen/Mom and admired her
sensuality. The Queen was astride the Princess of Portugal’s face, and
judging from The Queen’s expressions, she was getting a world class licking.
Elegant expressions of the explosions of cumm lit up the Queen’s face.
It was a chain of pleasures that maybe only she could endure.
Her daughter’s admiration grew even as the Portugese pussy started to clench
in a pre-cum tightening.
The Princess of Portugal lay on her back, legs splayed open. She was
being eaten, no - more like devoured, by the Princess of India.
The fucking bitch was about to make her cum again - and she wasn’t sure
how much more she could take. On Portugal’s face was the uber-woman, The Queen of India. If only this dark dynamo of sex has a limit, if only this can be found! Meanwhile Portugal’s hands snake over the Queen’s buttocks, torso, breasts, back and neck,feeling the intermittent tensions through episodes of cumms.
If only she could be overloaded!
Portugal’s mind went back to the heady challenge - taking them both on.
Then the counters of India - that she’d be toast within 6 hours. It was all
thrilling because here were challenges that might, just might, be equal to
her considerable abilities.
Portugal had a plan going in - to completely overwhelm the Indian Princess
knocking her out, then spend the rest of the time toying with the Queen before showing her exactly who was boss.
Partly - it worked that way and she was well on her way to eliminating
the Indian Princess before the Queen’s constant sexing made it almost impossible to completely trib the Indian Princess unconscious. As it was, the Indian Princess was a shell of her former self, but probably still more than enough to out-sex any ‘regular’ person.
In time, it became a battle of titans as Portugal and the Indian Queen
tribbed, 69'ed, double dildo fucked, fingered, fisted and mutually masturbated each other into so many cums that none of the three had any idea of the count.
In time, the Indians had been able to force Portugal onto her back and while her deadly
lips and tongue were forcing orgasms into the Indian Queens body and mind,
the Indian Princess was doing the same to Portugal.
The Indian Queen was on her throne - the head of Portugal. Pleasures were seeping into her being repeatedly. This, this is what she lives for! Gripping two handfuls of Portuguese tits, she hefts their weight and feels Portugal’s moan into her pelvis more than hears it. Pinching the erect nipples, she decides that it’s time to do something a little different. After all, Portugal has probably cum a dozen times this way, and even though these cumms are perfect, a little variety is good.
The Queen reaches down to Portugal’s legs and curls her up into a ball.
Even as this happens, a small chime sounds, making the Queen frown.
The Queen utters: "Now you’ll pay, Princess of Portugal!“
Portugal’s tongue and lips go into overdrive with a seeming desperation.
The Princess of India gets to her knees and starte to lap at The Princess
of Portugal’s tight ass. It’s penetrated by a snaking, talented tongue.
The Queen’s breathing is interrupted with excited huffs portending a
climax of enormous size. Still, the Queen ’s own talented mouth and lips work
a magic on Portugal’s exposed and sensitive sex.
With the Queen’s arms pinning Portugal’s thighs over her back, the Queen’s
hands pinching and milking Portugal’s breasts and nipples and the Queen’s
talented tongue now at full speed, both the Princes of Portugal and the
Queen of India are hurtling towards devestating orgasms.
The near exhausted Princess of India keeps up the pressure, desiring
to put this sexual beast out before she overcomes her beloved sexy mother.
At 6 hours and four minutes, the Princess of Portugal enters into one of the most intense cumms of her life, lasting a full five minutes of screaming, gasping and licking into one of the most succulent pussies in the entire world.
In the last three minutes of the cum, she’s joined by the Queen of India
cumming in an near exhausting of her considerable powers.
The curled body of the Princess of Portugal goes lax, knocked out
by the intensity of the experience. The Princess of India likewise collapses
in a heap, exhausted by the endevour.
Only the Queen is able to remain awake, rubbing out one more cum atop
the forehead of her conquest before settling confortably aside her.
She’s nagged by a thought. What counts more - the KO or the time limit?
Ah, we will work that out later. I am the Queen!