"Ah!"
Queen Talia screamed, she was forced to lean forward, her hands supported on the headboard, her breasts were sucked by Arthas.
Her plump waist was encircled by the big hands, and the man was vigorously fucking her pussy from bottom to top.
The fierce fucking and irregular acceleration made her remind, "Your Highness…
don't cum inside…
You can't…
You will…
get pregnant…
" "Call me husband!
" Arthas did not stop, but became more and more courageous.
He didn't want to be discovered by others, so he increased his speed, wanting to cum quickly.
"Hubby… please… don't cum inside… please…" Queen Talia begged. She was really afraid of being discovered. Pop! Arthas pulled out his cock, pushed Queen Talia onto the bed, and inserted his cock into her mouth, thrusting it hard down her throat.
"Ah! Swallow it!" The semen spurted out with a puff. Queen Talia's eyes widened, and she moved her throat obediently, swallowing the semen that the man shot into her mouth with difficulty. The taste was so fishy that she wanted to vomit. But there was too much semen, so she had to swallow the boy's semen as much as possible while enduring the nausea.
Gulp! Gulp! No one would have thought that such an elegant and dignified queen would swallow the semen of a boy younger than her son in the room in the early morning. Her face was flushed, and it was obvious that she was enjoying being fucked.
"Lick it clean!" Arthas panted, pulled out his cock, and leaned against the head of the bed to rest.
Queen Talia ignored her tiredness and climbed up naked to suck Arthas's cock, which was still covered with her vaginal fluid and had a pungent smell.
Gentle and patient, she used her tongue to gently rub Arthas's cock, and used her lips to gently suck Arthas's glans.
She took care of everything very attentively, not missing a single spot.
The whole cock was now like being put in an oven.
The all-round heat and all-round tenderness were wrapping me, serving me, and enveloping me.
I felt comfortable, ecstatic, and swollen.
Queen Talia's gentleness and tolerance left Arthas's passion nowhere to escape!
Seeing the charming mature woman serving him so attentively, it was obvious that she had surrendered.
If he wanted to fuck her next time, he only needed to make a promise, and there would be no other difficulties.
Touching her cheek, Arthas kissed her, "I love you, have a good rest, I'm leaving first.
"
"Well, take care, Your Highness." Queen Talia was stunned for a moment after she finished speaking. How could this be exactly the same as a wife's concern for her husband's going out? She couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. Has she changed? Has she fallen in love with this boy? All the confusion made her head a little confused, and she fell asleep again with fatigue.
Arthas returned to his room, took a shower and then went to the barracks, where he was learning how to manage an army.
Although numbers can be ignored when one is at the peak of one's personal strength, too many of them can still kill a demigod. Quantity and quality are in a delicate balance.
In the military camp, Arthas met the white-haired commander of the coalition forces, Sir Lothar. It was rumored that this knight was a descendant of the blood of the founding emperor. According to the agreement signed between Emperor Thoradin and the high elves, if his descendants had any requests in the future, the high elves would definitely give them help. In fact, they did give a little help, really just "a little".
The high elves, who are famous for their magic, didn't even send a single magician.
They only sent the least valued ranger troop, which only had a few hundred people.
As a race that controls magic and has magic flowing in their blood, giving up magic is doomed to be disrespected, and can even be said to be despised.
The kingdom of the high elves is called Quel'Thalas, and power is shared by the king and the Silvermoon Council.
All seven council members are lords above the level of magician, which shows how popular magic is among the high elves.
Lothar explained his experience in leading troops, as well as the tactics of deploying troops, how to fight against orcs, the coordination between infantry and cavalry, the positions of mages and priests, etc., all of which impressed Arthas. These were not what the generals of Lordaeron knew, and Lordaeron had not had a decent war for a long time.
For two days, Arthas listened to the lectures attentively. He knew that the army had been assembled, part of the advance troops had already set out, and he would soon go with the army. He had been honing his skills these two days. His aunt was very busy and had already left Lordaeron. Trade was not an easy thing. Otherwise, if he stayed here for a few days, he would have someone to vent his anger at night.
"Your Highness, from today on, I will obey your orders until your cooperation with my father ends.
" There was a ripple in the space, and the black dragon princess, who had transformed into a human form, appeared in front of Arthas with a staff.
A heart-warming fragrance came from the white neck, and the delicate collarbone was below, with clear ravines and full of flesh, and a blooming rose tattoo on it.
The full and huge breasts propped up the dress in an exaggerated arc, and the two long legs were slender and straight, forming an inverted triangle shape, with thick and strong thighs, straight and slender calves, two big white feet, white and flawless, and ten green jade toes were painted with nail polish with melanin, like black gems dotted on them.
"I suddenly have a good business."
Arthas' eyes lit up. That's right, perfume and high heels! He looked at Onyxia's white toes and thought of high heels. Wouldn't it be perfect if they were paired with stockings? However, high heels and stockings are easy to copy and plagiarize. Once they are copied, their profits will drop significantly.
Onyxia was a little angry about Arthas staring at her toes. A glimmer of magic flashed under her feet, and a pair of boots were put on her beautiful feet. But when she heard that there were gold coins to be earned, her angry eyes suddenly became bright, "Oh, dear prince, what good business do you have?"
"Shoes, stockings, and perfume." Arthas said without hesitation, "Let's talk about it after we come back from the war. Think about it, if there is a pair of shoes that can make women look tall and sexy, a pair of thin pants that outline the shape of beautiful legs, and also has a little bit of magical effect, what do you think it will be like?"
"Not very good." Onyxia snorted, her face changed, "Your Highness, are you making fun of me?" "Of course not, you will know whether it works or not if you try it." Arthas said lightly.
"How to try?" Onyxia asked curiously.
"Make some samples for Happy Manor. If the business is booming, it means there is a market and sales channels." Arthas smiled. The so-called changed manor is actually a brothel.
Onyxia obviously knew where that place was, but she didn't expect that as a prince, he would be so, well, so down-to-earth!