The Queen's shapely, voluptuous breasts, bare and heaving, jiggled with each ragged breath with nothing to hide them now.
Reinhardt's mouth worked her intensely. He sucked on her clit, drawing the sensitive bud into his lips, applying pressure that made her scream. He licked and probed and even nudged with his nose to make the woman reach the peak of her climax.
At this moment, he had unleashed his full techniques.
Before long, the Queen was brought to the peak of her climax. Juices overflowed from her, coating his lips and chin wet. The scent of her, musky and sweet, filled the air.
When her cries became continuous, her body trembling on the edge of release, he pulled back.
"Why did you… pull back?" The Queen questioned, her flooded with arousal, seeking release.
"Hold it a little longer, Your Majesty. It'll feel even better when I'm inside you". He whispered that in her ears, while simultaneously licking her neck.
