Eventually, friends and family started to head home. I was hidden down in the basement with a bottle of vodka, trying through my double-vision to exor...cise my lust for my little cousin. I listened as the footsteps exiting trickled to an end, then listened to the steps of my wife coming down to drag me up to bed. I laid down on the couch and closed my eyes, waiting for my deliverance from a rough day.I heard her kneel beside me, then felt moist, hot lips on mine. She grabbed the vodka bottle out. The patch was cut so low, you could see the small patch of hair I had left above my pussy as well as the beginnings of my slit. Reaching down, I touched my clit through the material and was welcomed by a sharp need to cum. I put on my high heels this time and walked back to the open doorway and slowly made myself visible. This time, I noticed the man had moved a bit and his wife was there with him. They were both looking my way and it was obvious he had invited her for the show! I was not going. One of the Empress’s servants appeared and said that we were to go to her chambers. We practically ran all the way as we knew mistress did not like to be kept waiting, my limp cock bouncing left and right, belle’s tits although firm still bounced up and down. We stopped when we reached the guarded doors of mistress’s chambers and one of the guards pushed open the tall heavy wooden door. As we walked in we could see the empress sitting in her sunken bath being. Again Bella started moaning uncontrollably. This time, it felt better, less painful. The feeling of Bella’s ample ass cheeks cushioning Ron’s every thrust felt so good. Ron grabbed her big tits as he was fucking her from behind, squeezing the life out of them. It felt so painful but so arousing to Bella. After 5 minutes of thrusting and another powerful orgasm from Bella Ron stood up and flipped Bella onto him. He turned her body around so that her ass was again in her face. Bella’s face was.