The delightful droplets of saliva, playfully expelled upon her visage, gracefully rolled down her cheeks. The tender touch of the saliva, warm and adhesive, prompted her to artfully spread it across her countenance with her dainty fingers.
"I don't know who you are..." she said to Mastur. "But you're a godsend.."
"Ah, is that so...?"
"Yes~~ I've never seen a man who would readily spit on a duchessʼ face, it makes me feel so dirty... Like a pig needed to be stuffed with a cock.."
"I take it you want me to do the stuffing..."
"You're the only one my pussy is aching for right now~ So why waste time~?"
As she withdrew her fingers, she marveled at the thickness of the saliva, observing how the strands adhered to both her face and her fingers.
It got its stickiness from the texture of the duchessʼ cum. Both she and Mastur mixed their saliva with it, and now that it was all over her face, it was the minor equivalent having been ejaculated on.
The duchess, with her languid gaze and slightly agape mouth, exuded an air of sexiness as steam billowed forth from her sticky mouth with each forceful exhalation.
A sense of delicious impropriety washed over her, and she reveled in its embrace.
Truly, the thought of feeling dirty enhanced one's sexual pleasure.
Even the Erotic Goddess would agree. After all, she did love getting peed on.
Mastur, ever the attentive companion, maintained a firm grasp on one of her legs, ensuring its proper elevation, while her other leg remained grounded.
With a deft touch, he once again caressed her hairy pussy, and without hesitation, his nimble digits plunged back into her wet, sticky depths, eliciting delightful writhing and impassioned moans, as her eyes fluttered shut in sheer ecstasy.
"Ohnnnnnn~~ Fuck nyessss~~! Don't stop~ do me more~~! Do m— Ahnnnnnn~~!!"
"I'll give you more then!!"
There was not a single moment of rest. With increased speed, Mastur's two fingers skillfully drove in and out of her pussy, causing her to experience intense pleasure.
"Nyesss~~! Faster~! Faster~~! Faster~~! It's right there~ I'm almost there~~!"
"It's so wet and sticky!! So good...!"
Her pussy responded by squirting small spurts of her own cum, a transparent and sticky fluid that rolled out each time his fingers pulled out. When his fingers shot back into her, the fluids would fly out with incredible force.
"Kwish~!" "Kwish~!" "Kwish~!" "Kwish~!" "Kwish~!" "Kwish~!" "Kwish~!"
The squishing sound of his fingers pounding against the pink fleshy walls of her pussy filled the air. Her juices continued to flow, gradually covering Mastur's moving hand, as if celebrating the sheer delight of the moment. The stream of her sweet nectar trailed all the way down to his elbow.
"Ohnn~~ Ohnnn my~~ I'm gonn— I... I'm gonna... Burst~~!"
"Hold it in... Just a little more..."
Also, other droplets of her cum followed a different path, slowly making their way down her thick, juicy thighs.
The ground beneath them was blessed with small drops of her cum.
His finger fucking was as good as it was relentless.
And her progressive cumming was proof of that.
He continued to pleasure the duchess with his fingers, never ceasing, for he simply could not. He was completely consumed by the act of inserting and withdrawing his fingers from her intimate area, to the point where no other thoughts could enter his mind.
The pace quickened, causing her eyes to roll back into her head with increasing intensity.
"AHNNNNN~~ AHNNNNN~ IT'S COMING ALREADY... I CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER~~! IT'S COMING~~!!"
And then, at long last, it happened.
"I'M GONNA BURST~~!! GOONNEEEEHHHH~~!!!"
First, a gentle release of air escaped from the duchess' vagina, it was like a pussy fart, causing her body to tremble and her legs to weaken.
Simultaneously, her nipples became erect, adding to the excitement.
And then, in a powerful surge, it occurred.
A stream of her cum shot forth from her womanhood with such force that it pushed out Mastur's fingers from their place. The fluid that emanated from her was so potent that even urine was propelled from her urethra, drenching his hand in a warm cascade.
The urine felt like a scorching hot liquid on his hand.
And the scent of her deep golden urine was intensely strong.
Just a whiff of it would completely overwhelm oneʼs nose.
Her cum was hot, but her urine far more hotter. It was able to wash and mix with the cum that drenched his hand.
And, as if that were not enough, a continuous stream of milk erupted from her breasts, flowing from her teats with increasing abundance.
"That feels so good~~"
"I'm glad you like it, but you're gonna love this even more..."
She turned to face Mastur and she saw him with a cock.
Not just any size, but an absolute ten-incher.
It was fat and absolutely long, the texture was of a strong, meaty and veiny touch.
The cap of his penis throbbed, shinning and waiting for its chance to conquer the floods of her pink battleground.
"The let's get you ready enough to drive that hard meat of yours inside me~"
These were simple words from the duchess.
However, Mastur couldn't truly understand what she was hinting at at the them.
She was about to do something so surprising.
Visually, it was arousing.
Sensually, it felt absolutely good.
Morally, it was questionable.
But naturally, these two didn't care about that one bit. All they wanted was another way to perform unique sex techniques that could elevate their orgasm to another level.
"What're we waiting for?" Mastur asked with a smile.
The duchess gracefully placed her hands on Mastur's well-defined, muscular shoulders, gently guiding him to the ground.
With utmost care, Mastur knelt down, fully attentive to the duchess's desires.
As he extended his right hand, he presented his impressive cock, while the duchess positioned her pussy ever so slightly above it. Although Mastur was uncertain of her intentions, he remained observant, eagerly awaiting her next move.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, she began to tap her fingers delicately on her pussy, specifically around her urethra. The tapping grew more pronounced, causing her delicate pink folds to part, revealing a tantalizing sight.
And then, as if by magic, her quivering pussy released a stream of warm, golden urine, completely enveloping Mastur's throbbing cock. With this unexpected turn of events, he seized the opportunity to pleasure himself, using the intoxicating liquid as a lubricant to masturbate. The more his cock was bathed in the scorching heat of her dark golden urine, the more fervently he stroked his engorged shaft.
Never before had his cock felt so incredibly heated and primed for pleasure.
"Hmmm~~ you look surprised~~" she smiled at Mastur.
Mastur grinned and told her. "Honestly, I am and at the same time, I'm not."
"Doesn't matter, it'll be your turn to baptize me soon..."
"I don't follow..."
Mastur hadn't activated his versatile dirty language skill.
Hence, he did not understand the terminology.
"It's a tame way of saying it'll be your turn to pee on me soon..."
"That would be good..."
She waved her butt to the right, left and back.
Her pink pussy on full display for Mastur, and all he could do was look.
Mastur remained on his knees, while the duchess' passionate urine lingered above his urine-sprinkled cock.
As her golden liquid caressed his shaft, he delicately stimulated his rigid cock, reveling in the lubrication provided by her golden nectar. Each pulsating vein throbbed with intensity, radiating a scorching heat that intensified with every stroke.
The duchess turned, positioning herself beside him, her commanding presence casting a shadow upon his kneeling form.
Placing a hand upon her voluptuous waist, she gracefully tilted it to the side, her fingers delicately exploring her hairy pussy.
Gazing down at him, she harbored nothing but dirty thoughts, her mind brimming with wicked desires.
For who was this man that ambushed her out of nowhere with the intentions of fucking her till she dropped dead.
It was unimaginable.
Furthermore, her breasts exuded droplets of milk, resembling small pearls of pure milkiness.
Her mouth hung open, her tongue protruding like that of a playful dog.
Her fingers continued their playful dance amidst her tresses, before she brought them to her lips, sensually caressing her tongue against them, leaving a trail of glistening saliva with each languid movement.
"Now, it's time to shove that dirty dick of yours inside me..."
She turned and walked over to the window and immediately shut it closed.
It was the first time in history, she'd every not advertised her sex to tempt another man.
She didn't want the others to see what she and Mastur were about to do.
The only people who knew now were:
Mastur, Isobel and the "reader".
We were privileged to hear her say these words to Mastur.
"I want you to fuck me till I keel over..."
So cool.