Liz's eyes widened, locked on Natalie's exposed panties—or more specifically, the way they were straining upward. The royal swallowed, her small chest rising and falling rapidly as she stared at the bulge. Natalie could practically see the gears turning in her head, trying to decide if this was really happening. Whether she was going to obey. But the flush creeping up Liz's old Natalie all she o know about the girl's i.

  "I guess that's true," Liz mumbled.

  Liz slowly rose from her seat across the . A few short, dainty footsteps carried her over until she was in front of Natalie. She k down. Up close, her nervousness was even more apparent in the way her fiwisted together in her p. But her gaze didn't waver from Natalie's paaking in the monstrous bulge there.

  Emboldened by how easy it had been to spur Liz into a, Natalie shifted her hips invitingly. As strained as her cock was, it nearly escaped its prison by itself.

  ". You know what to do," Natalie murmured. "Jordan just gave a lesson, didn't she?"

  Liz swallowed. Her slender hands shook slightly as she reached for the waistband of Natalie's underwear. She tugged downward with surprising urgency, freeing Natalie's thick length in one swift motion. It sprang upright, the head bobbing inches from Liz's face.

  "Oh, wow," the royal breathed. A bead of precum was welled up, there. She stared at it, panting.

  Uo resist teasing the noble, Natalie grinned and said, "You don't need help, do you?"

  Liz shook her head clear, breaking her brief trahen leaned closer, nostrils fring to take ihick, musky st of Natalie's cock from a few inches away. The royal's delicate hands trembled as she hesitantly reached out to her fingers around Natalie's thick shaft.

  She swallowed, looking up at Natalie with wide eyes even as she obediently started stroking up and down. Her face was fully crimson by now, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.

  "It's … so big…" she whispered. "I don't think it'll even fit."

  Reag down, Natalie tangled her fingers in Liz's soft hair.

  "One way to find out."

  Biting her lip, Liz gave a tiny nod before leaning in closer. With agonizing slowness, she extended her tongue and dragged it up Natalie's cock, ending at her tip, tasting the bead of precum that had formed there.

  Natalie exhaled through her teeth at the stimution, her back arg slightly. She was seriously pent up—watg Jordan toy with Sofia had put her on edge. Liz might not have to work all that hard to get her reward.

  At Natalie's easy rea, Liz grew bolder, trailiongue up and down the underside of Natalie's cock, leaving a glistening trail of saliva. Her hand pumped in slow, loose strokes, grip tentative, motioant.

  "That's it, Miss Beaumon," Natalie breathed. "Keep it going. Don't wanna risk anyone walking in, do we? Gotta be fast."

  Using Liz's surname had the effeatalie had hoped. Or maybe it was the reminder of their circumstahe risk of being caught. The girl's eyes fluttered, and she groaned loudly, lips vibrating against Natalie's cock head.

  Yeah. Natalie's assumption had definitely been right. The risk of sullying her family's name was only fueling Liz's arousal. Naughty girl.

  Natalie moaned as Liz's soft lips ed around the head of her cock. The entatively swirled her tongue around. She tightened her grip in Liz's hair, coaxing her down further.

  "Deeper. Like Jordan showed you."

  Liz whimpered, the vibrations rippling along Natalie's shaft, and she obeyed. She sank down inch by delicious inch, taking more of Natalie's throbbih into her mouth. She groaned as Liz's hot, wet throat enveloped her cock. The noble's inexperieongue slid sloppily along the underside as she struggled to fit it all inside. Her small hahe base, going io clutch at Natalie's thigh as she tried to get further down.

  "Good girl," Natalie panted, rog her hips to feed Liz more. "Keep it up, I'll fill your pretty royal mouth in no time."

  Liz's eyelids fluttered, a shudder going through her at Natalie's use of 'royal'. She whined around the thick cock stretg her lips. Saliva trickled down her as she bobbed sloppily, w lower with each lewd motion.

  Natalie briefly shared a look with her audience, meeting their eyes in turn with a grin, before looking back down at Liz.

  "You're so pretty choking on my dick, Yrace," Natalie murmured. "Beaumon girls were made to serve, weren't they?"

  Liz's movements picked up in eagerness, her body making it clear what she thought of the degrading words. She made needy little whines as she slurped and sucked noisily. Natalie's hips started to bu shallow thrusts to fuck Liz's mouth properly, uo help herself. The wet sounds filled the .

  "Keep sug like a good royal cockslut," Natalie murmured. "And maybe I'll eve you—"

  Someone k the door.

  Everyone froze.

  "Snack cart! I get you folks anything?" a cheery voice called from the hallway.

  For a sed, all five of them stayed that way, including Liz, her lips ed around the rim of Natalie's cock head, at the peak, just about to bob back down.

  Natalie had an idea.

  Maybe too risky of ooo presumptive, sidering the possible damage to Liz's reputation—or rather, her family's.

  But halfway to her climax, having been seriously worked up from a whole number of things, Natalie didn't sciously auch as she did instinctively. Her good sense was well behind her.

  In one swift motion, she grabbed Liz's head with both hands, then manhandled her down, burying the girl's fa her p. Liz couldn't eve out a proper choke it happened so suddenly, her nose abruptly smming into Natalie's crotch. Liz's eyes watered ahroat spasmed, but she barely made a noise.

  Just as fast, Natalie pulled together an illusion, draping it over Liz's form. To any observer, it would look like Natalie was sitting like normal, fully dressed. Not that she had a member of the royal family kneeling on the ground, sheathing her cock with her twitg throat.

  "e in," Natalie called out. "I'm starving."