The Queen lying down in the bathtub, her hot, sexy body glistening with water. Her hands softly caressing her skin, sliding down from her delicate neck to her slender shoulders and towards those small, feminine arms.
Fingers beautiful and perfect, tracing the surface of her skin, her breasts, voluptuous and big, floating in the water.
From the soapy water, two brown tips that had endless destructiveness and seduction, faintly peeked their heads. And the magnificent valley that was at this moment, a foamy and slimy mess.
Even in his imagination, the Queen was like a temptational succubus, filled with royalty and raw sensuality.
*Slosh* *Slosh*
"Annhg♥…. Mmnn… Mmng… My Knight…" She called out to him again. Spurring Reinhardt's mind even further. He couldn't help but imagine her eyes lost in ecstasy, her legs arching upwards, toes curled and dropping with foamy water.
