The Queen Mother sat eagerly in front of Alexander and her daughter with her legs spread wide, leaving nothing of her pink folds to the imagination. Plump, bushy, and already wet with desire, she made an open invitation to dine on it.
Then to make herself even more attractive, she raised her dainty arms to the back of her head, thus suddenly emphasizing the shape of her upper torso. Her large, drooping chest and swollen pregnant belly curved out in a sinful arch, making a lascivious contrast with her red thong and meaty thighs, and causing Alexander's loins to instantly heat up to a new peak of lust.
He could not help but take a deep breath and then ask with heated anticipation, "My lady… does this mean…from now I will get to use you like this whenever I want?",
"Hehehe…'use'.. huh?" The Queen Mother released a peal of laughter that rang with the lightness of a young maiden, as if it had tickled some secret part of her.
