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“Thank you, Your Highness.” As per the ritual, her tongue massaged that massive ball sack. Emma always enjoyed starting her husband like this, but his was not nearly as big, and in her mind not nearly as beautiful.

Those of you who have had an up close and personal relationship with a ball sack, likely have never described it as beautiful. Not so Egyptian women. It was in that sack that life originated. It deserved to be properly worshipped.

Emma took one ball in her mouth and slowly played with it, using her tongue. Then her mouth found the other. She’d heard that some women could take both of Pharaoh Gregory’s balls in their mouth at the same time. She found it impossible, although it wasn’t for lack of trying.

That was not the case when Emma’s tongue licked up that long black shaft to his Royal Cockhead. Her lips were over it and in seconds, as she’d been trained and practiced, slowly her lips moved beyond that most beautiful of cockheads.

Remembering the old woman’s words, she made no effort to take all that gigantic manhood in her mouth, but she was certain she could whenever she wanted to; she didn’t want to. Not yet at least.

Emma thought it might take at least a week and smiled at the possibilities. She hoped Pharaoh Gregory would be pleased with her efforts.

Once she had almost half of that monstrous cock in her mouth, she started going up and down. As she looked up at him, she hoped he could see that her eyes were smiling.

Finally, she took it out and just used her tongue on his gorgeous cockhead. “Your Highness, I’ve only been with one man, my husband, but he’s nothing like you. I could never imagine that any man could have what you have. If I am not pleasing you, let me know what I need to do. I’ll do anything to have your majestic cock in my mouth.”

Emma put it back in her mouth, and for the longest time, Pharaoh Gregory saw only the top of her head. He did, however, feel her luscious lips making love to his member.

This time she had no intention of quitting until she’d brought him to heights only her husband knew. On and on she went.

“That’s it, woman. Be ready, I’m almost there.”

It was a magic moment for Emma when Pharaoh Gregory exploded deep in her mouth. There was so much and it tasted so good. So much more than her husband’s and tasted so much better. He roared like the lion that on rarest occasion wandered into the village.

She thought to herself, ‘three days, even a week, is not going to be enough to satisfy me.’

After making sure that she had not allowed a drop of his Royal Seed to be wasted, Emma slowly took the Pharaoh’s Royal Cock from her mouth. Like her husband, and all other men women gossiped about, it slowly deflated.

The petite black girl brought her master a cool drink and wiped his forehead. “I’ve never heard him bellow like that. You were amazing.”

The Pharaoh didn’t say anything. Only then did Emma realize that when the girl said she’d be near-by, she meant she’d be watching.

On one hand she was embarrassed to have someone watch her; on the other, she was pleased that someone like this girl, so close to the Pharaoh knew he was pleased.

Emma used her hands to encourage it to rise again. She still marveled at its size and beauty.

“Your Highness, thank you for this wonderful gift. I hope I pleased you, and you’ll allow me to worship you again and again.”

“Woman, you have a gift, too. The gods have blessed you with a mouth perfectly designed to please me. “You may proceed.”

Pharaoh Gregory wasn’t just the Pharaoh because of the size of his penis. Unlike most men, and certainly all men his age, the Royal Penis was already starting to rise. “Thank you, Your Highness.”

Again, she started on his sack, caressing it with her tongue. That’s all the encouragement the Pharaoh needed. Emma was delighted. Now, she used her tongue on that long shaft. “Your Highness, there’s so much to enjoy. I can’t thank you enough.”

Up and down, Emma licked that meaty underside. While her tongue was busy, she thought, ‘my cat is leaking down my thighs.’

She knew when she got like that, she couldn’t wait for her husband to fuck her. There’d be no fucking; she’d have to satisfy herself by satisfying Pharaoh Gregory.

As before, she slowly put that magnificent cockhead in her mouth, and then an inch of his shaft; then another, and another.

Taking it out just as slowly as she’d put it in, “Your Highness, I think you’re harder than before, but just as beautiful. I am so thankful for this honor.”

Emma put it in her mouth and began to suck Pharaoh Gregory’s Royal Cock again. This time there was no quitting; no coming up for air.

There was just the joy of worshiping His Highness. The first time, Emma’s goal was to have His Highness fill her mouth. She wanted to taste his Royal Cream, but now she just wanted to feel his hardness going in and out of her mouth, making sure she was pleasing His Highness.

She used her mouth like her cat; thinking to herself, “I want to fuck His Highness with my mouth.” But not all the way down her throat; at least not for a few more days.

Up and down her lips went. The Pharaoh praised her, “woman, you are extraordinary. No one has done my manhood like you have.”

With a mouthful of Royal Cock, Emma smiled and her eyes lit up. She was pleasing Her Pharaoh. She continued, taking a little more. Savoring it all. There was another roar as he came, holding her head in his hands fucking her mouth.

“Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmm,” she swallowed all his Royal Nectar, and kept it in her mouth until it was soft.

The petite slave girl tapped her on the shoulder, “His Highness needs a brief rest, but I assure you in a couple of hours he’ll be anxious for your very talented mouth. Come with me,” she smiled.

When she stood up, she noticed that the leaking from her cat had left a stain on the pillow. She was embarrassed, but the slave girl was either oblivious or had seen it all before.

Emma followed her to a room where she could lay down. “You can wash in here. I’ll come get you when he’s ready. Before he calls for you, I’ll bathe him, and make sure the Royal Cock is clean for you,” again she smiled.

Emma closed her eyes. Like this girl, she was smiling, although her jaw was sore and her lips a bit raw.

It seemed only minutes before the girl woke her up. In fact, it had been three hours. “His Highness is ready for you. I’ve prepared him for you.”

Pharaoh Gregory was seated on the same throne, and a clean pillow at his feet.

All he said was “you may proceed.”

Instantly Emma was on her knees. She didn’t know what the girl meant by “I’ve prepared him for you,” but the Royal Cock was erect.

Her mouth was watering at the sight. Instead of following the tradition of starting with his ball sack, she didn’t hesitate to put her lips over that magnificent cockhead and quickly had three or four inches in her mouth.

Late that night after pleasing him twice more, she was resting, with her eyes closed, when the slave girl entered her room. “My name is Anna, there’s not much I can do for your jaw, but here is some balm for your lips. It works well. If you lay on your stomach, I can massage your neck. I’m sure it’s sore.”

An hour later, Emma felt refreshed. The girl left her with a cool, wet cloth on her neck.

It was the same the next day and the next. Each time, His Highness roared as he filled her mouth and used his hands to hold her head as he fucked her mouth.

As for Emma, although her jaw, lips and neck were sore, she never lost her enthusiasm. In fact, each night she didn’t sleep anxious to worship that majestic Royal Cock again.

At the end of the third day, “Highness, if you give me just one more day, I’m sure I can please every inch of your Royal Manliness.”

The Pharaoh, over the years, had enjoyed the mouths of numerous women. Of course, he had. And what woman could resist the opportunity to worship the Royal Cock?

But never had a woman done the things to his cock and with such energy and enthusiasm as this woman. “Anna, make sure this woman is ready for me tomorrow, and the next day.”

“Yes, Master.”

The very next morning, Emma made sure that every inch of his Royal Cock was in her mouth, and in her throat, and then she fucked it, relentlessly.

Tomorrow became tomorrow, and then another tomorrow. “Anna, have a messenger sent to this woman’s home. Have her husband come here.”

“Yes, Master.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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