I struggled to avoid disgracing myself in my breeches and as soon as the waltz ended I made my excuses and left the ballroom as rapidly as decorum and a woody like a tent pole allowed. I needed relief and as chance would have it almost at once I blonde found a serving wench loitering and looking wistfully at the dancers through a partly opened door leading from the kitchen passage way to ball room. She was no child, a full grown woman. No great beauty, but comely enough for my purposes. “Excuse me,” I asked politely, “I wonder if you could do me a small service?” I indicated my discomfort. She looked discomforted. “Ugh?” she stammered. “I am in need of relief, I will pay,” creampie I explained, “Handsomly.” “I do not fuck,” she said awkwardly. “No, nor I,” I agreed, “I just need to cum.” “Yes, very well,” she agreed and threesome she sank to her knees and began to unbutton my breeches. I was surprised and pleased for I merely expected her to take me in hand and extract the seed of life with her fingers, but instead she extracted my member and aimed him at her sweet mouth. Her tongue upon my sensitive glans was like the kiss of an angel, he swelled to his greatest extent ever and taking a deep breath my angel swallowed his entire length and having so done she began to caress my balls with the tip of her tongue. I held my hands behind her neck as I began to gently fuck her face. The sweetest sensations raced through my whole being and then all too soon seed began leaping and pumping into her mouth and throat. She coughed and choked but she swallowed every drop. “That was divine, I don’t suppose you would consider taking a job with us would you?” I asked wistfully, before continuing, “Of course not, it must be much more exciting here at the palace. I reached in my purse as she dutifully cleaned my member with a cloth, and handed her a gold coin, maybe three months worth of wages for a maid but in my mind well worth it. I returned to the ball room sated, I remember little of the rest of the evening but thought of the maid several times that night as I enjoyed the company of my own serving maids Helga and Gerta. I was most particular. My maids were pure when I first interracial plucked them and from that moment they wore my chastity device every moment when I was not with them. I was determined that they should accept no member but mine. Of course I should have to make arrangements if they fell for a child but thus far I had escaped this particular predicament. Gerta’s tongue was no match for the maid at the palace and while very pleasant Helga’s womb was not one to inspire any exceptional passion so while far from unpleasant anal my night was not in any way memorable and I spent more time dreaming of the palace maid than I did taking the pleasures my maids offered. The next morning there was a tremendous commotion, soldiers banging on the door, “You are arrested and must accompany us to the Palace forthwith,” the Sergeant insisted when my idiot Butler invited them in. “Bugger off and come back at a decent hour,” I yawned, “Go and hassle someone else,” I suggested, “What am I supposed to have done?” The Sergeant seemed to be having difficulty keeping black a straight face. “Someone fucked Princess Maria last night and she doesn’t know who!” he blurted out, “She’is having an identity parade!” A tear ran down his cheek as he chuckled, “She thinks she can identify his cock!” This feels so creampie fucking good daddy. There she was with her back to him naked. And they’ve sent someone round to take our Nissan LEAF.’ She straddled me reversed cowgirl style. Waves of bliss surged across my mind. He watched her black interracial sit down at the bar and order a drink. “are blonde you experienced?... with girls, and threesome things that they like?” She stares anal into my eyes and I think I see a sex type spark. “I absolutely loved it. Every time he indicated that he was about to orgasm, the ladies stopped and dismounted him. Music started, couples and threesomes grinding on each other as they watched the fun.