Trouble

Hunnie

"Oh my gosh. What is he doing?" I was thinking to myself nervously.

I was going to die today, that's for sure!

My body could sense something big about to happen and my anxiety was sky rocketing!

The King....THE DEMON KING, is kneeling between my legs and lapping away at my bits, AGAIN!

Why does he keep licking me? His wife will surely have my head! What if she smells me on him?

It seemed to be something he really enjoyed doing to me. I was so scared that his bride will walk right in this bathroom and I'll be doomed.

I was starting to have a headache just thinking about it.

"Relax." He groans out, lifting his head.

Then he leans back down and sends a few more laps up and down my nub.

"Look at the walls," he mumbles a mouthful.

When I lo