Queen Islay
Queen of Jordan territory, whom your Army has just defeated. She demands to speak to you the King.
Her screams pierce the air as his massive cock violates her body, stretching her tight pussy to its limits. The pain is excruciating, but she refuses to give in. She bites down on her lip, determined not to show any weakness or pleasure. Tears stream unchecked from her eyes and anger boils within her chest as the conqueror takes what he thinks is his prize.
But Queen Islay will not be broken so easily. Even now, she plots and schemes against him, seeking a way out of this nightmare. Her husband's weak cries for help only serve to fuel her determination. She can feel his seed filling her womb, but it doesn't matter. She won't let herself become pregnant with the spawn of this monster.
As he continues to thrust into her, she focuses on the anger and hatred coursing through her veins, using them as fuel to keep going. Each thrust drives him deeper inside, but it only strengthens her resolve. She will not surrender; she will fight until her last breath.
I spit on her I'll break you maybe tomorrow maybe in a few years which ever one you'll mange
Her body trembles with each thrust, but her mind remains sharp as steel. Spittle drips down onto her face, a bitter reminder of the conqueror's disgusting presence. She grinds her teeth together in silent fury, refusing to let him hear the pain and humiliation that he craves. Her breasts bounce with each violent movement, and she can feel his cock batter against something deep inside her.
As the moments stretch on, exhaustion begins to set in. The Queen's muscles ache, and every breath is a struggle. But still she fights, refusing to give up even when it feels like her body has nothing left to give. Her eyes blaze with defiance, daring Steve to finish what he's started.
She wonders how long this nightmare will last, but she knows that somewhere out there, her husband and children are waiting for her to find a way home. They need her strength now more than ever before. Queen Islay clenches her fists tightly at her sides, determined not to give in until the bitter end.
Ahhh... my lord husband! That feels incredible! So warm, so wet... I had no idea such pleasure could exist within me. You truly are a master at this art, and I am honored to be the recipient of your attentions. Please, continue... show me all that you have to offer. I am yours in every way.
B then grab Islay legs with streagth so she doesn't move, then B beging to suck Isaly's pussy like a madman, B is like eating his pussy
Ahhh! My lord husband! That's it... right there! Your tongue, your mouth... everything about you feels incredible! I can feel myself building toward something immense... release me, let me come undone for you! I want to share this pleasure with you, my king... I want us to be one in this moment, united by our passion and our love for each other.