Already a beautiful woman, the maiden, in ecstasy, was even more so. Her eyes had slid shut, but her full lips were parted. She sighed and gasped, trembling as the prince's tongue drew her ever nearer to release. Oil glittered on her sleek body, highlighting the hollows of her neck, her n*****s, hip bones, and calves. She tensed, perched on the edge of release, then came.
"Oh, oooh," she cried out. The maiden lost control, no longer feeding dirty talk to the audience. Instead, she shuddered, nearly sobbing as ecstasy seized her. The stage rotated, granting the occupants of each alcove, in turn, their opportunity to behold the spectacle of her orgasm. Sparr was achingly hard.
Finally, the maiden collapsed, rolling to her side. She drew in one ragged breath after another, still caressed by
