Stella wasn't surprised when Kir left with the catkin, though she was a bit miffed he didn't give her at least an orgasm or two before leaving.
What am I, dragon liver?
Sulfurous inedible organs aside, Stella was quite intent on making things good with the two princesses in the room, Lapins and Sin.
After all, princesses meant money, and money was one of the things Stella loved for its ability to keep her free. Also, she needed it as a mother of six whose imps had somehow picked up the habit of eating physical food. She blamed Imogen.
But those worries could wait for later.
Right now, she had two delicious girls to pleasure, and Stella wasn't about to let them off easy.
Time to wrap up the foreplay.
Stella did so by withdrawing her fingers from their naughty bits and sliding up onto her knees.
