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lust, and he reaches out a hand, his fingers brushing gently against their soft skin.With a nod, he signals to the next woman, and she rises, her body glistening with sweat, her lips parted in an invitation to be filled.And so, the feast continues, each woman offering up her body to be devoured by the insatiable hunger of the BBC Chinese man.Their pussies are explored, their clits teased, and their bodies taken to new and exhilarating heights of pleasure.Each man's cock is hard and ready, his fingers tracing the intricate patterns of the woman's pussy glasses, his tongue exploring her tight and juicy flesh.The women scream with delight, their bodies writhing and bucking, their pussies squeezing tightly around their lover's cock, their hips grinding against his shaft.The king watches, his own cock growing rigid with each passing moment, his eyes never leaving the scene before him.He is the master of this erotic tableau, the puppeteer of the sensual ballet that unfolds before him, and he revels in the power and the pleasure that his dominion brings.His rule is absolute, his word law, and his lovers tremble at his command, their bodies eager and willing, their souls submissive to his will.The women are lost in the moment, their minds and bodies consumed by the sheer force of their desire.They cry out in ecstasy, their voices mingling with the sound of pounding flesh and the rhythm of the drums, as they surrender themselves to the whims of their lovers.Their bodies are pushed and pulled, their pussies stretched and explored, their clits teased and tormented until they reach the edge of their pleasure, their bodies shaking with the intensity of their orgasm.As the night wanes, the king looks upon his subjects with satisfaction, his cock still hard within his trousers, his eyes shining with lust.He has been granted a feast fit for a king, a night of unparalleled pleasure and indulgence, and he knows that he will take his leave with a heart full of contentment.With a nod to his followers, he rises from his throne, his pussy glasses glinting in the candlelight, and he strides towards the exit of the palace, his lover in hot pursuit.The women fall to their knees once more, their bodies quivering with desire, their pussy glasses hanging low upon their cheeks, revealing their wet and tender pussies.The king looks upon them with fondness, his eyes shining with warmth, and he reaches out a hand, his fingers brushing gently against their soft skin.With a final nod, he turns and walks away, leaving the women to ponder the events of the night, their hearts heavy with both sorrow and contentment.For the king has departed, his rule at an end, and the women must return to their lives, their bodies forever changed by the experience they have shared.Their pussy glasses, once symbols of their servitude, now stand as reminders of their passion and their strength, their bodies forever marked by the love they have known.And though the king may be gone, his memory will live on, etched forever upon the hearts and minds of his former subjects, a testament to the power of love and the unbreakable bond between a king and his concubines.
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