A Princess in Need
Beatrice, the princess royal, a young beauty of sixteen years, appeared in her mother's breakfast room dressed for tennis. She kissed her mother, well aware of the woman's freshly-fucked appearance, and stepped back, having practiced what she planned to say. "May I use one of your guards now and then?" The queen blinked at her, thought about the boy who had driven his huge phallus into her less than fifteen minutes before, and said, "Of course, my dear. But be careful. They can be habit...