Let’s go with that. XXX “Imagine I tell the king that dirty cum leaked all over in his bed because the new chamber pot refused to suck it out of my ass?” she said almost loud enough to pierce the moans. “Tilt your head up, mouth open. I didn’t think I was allowed to excuse myself, so I just sat there, mouth open, on my aching knees, trying not to vomit with every small movement that made piss slosh in my stomach. The king’s sexual escapades were fueled by wine and some aphrodisiac alchemy, so it felt like it was always someone’s turn to use the chamber pot. That dream was squashed the day the king entered his bedroom with a confused-looking naked girl at his side, which was unusual because
