Princess Honey Facesitting Novels & Stories

"It's just a body," Rose assured him. "Yeah," he said but continued staring. She chuckled and got on the table. "Ready," she said then put her face in the hole. "Cute ass," Honey said walking in the room and giving it a firm smack. "Thanks," Rose chuckled. "Michael let go of your dick and stand at the head of the table." Honey walked to him and moved him where she wanted him. She physically took his hands and put them on Rose's bare back.

Fuck, she thinks I got this body from lifting light weights? "Listen, Princess, 'cause I would really not want to repeat this next time. Look at me! Do you think my muscle and my body mass is this precise from lifting light weights? When I say sit on my face, you fucking sit. No argument. I want your pussy on my face. So sit now!" With that, I laid back as she climbed onto my face. "Perfect." "Are you comfortable?" she asked.

At that moment, the first princess's voice was heard, allowing them to enter, and they immediately entered with happy faces. "Honey, are you awake? How are you feeling?" asked the queen, looking at the first princess who was already dressed. The young woman with blue hair and blue eyes smiled as she sat on her bed. She had been awake even before Xiao Chen woke up. She just wanted to see Xiao Chen's face and see how he would react to what had happened. “Where is Young Master Xiao, Father?” the eldest princess asked with a smile.

She woke up in his bed with no memory of the night before. He was Dominic Blackwell — the most feared Alpha in Evermont, ruthless, cold, and devastatingly gorgeous. The one man her father would burn the world to destroy. And she had given him everything. Serena Ashford was supposed to become the next Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack. Instead, she was disowned, exiled, and carrying the enemy's baby — a baby he refused to believe was his. "I do not know who you are. Do not call this number again." One phone call. That was all it took for him to throw her away like she was nothing. But Serena was done being nothing. She scrubbed toilets to survive. She slept on floors. She gave birth alone

I didn't know where I should go, so I just stood behind the princess's chair. I was looking around seeing all the servants bring different type of meals, desserts and juice to every table when I felt someone's gaze burning holes into the side of my face. I didn't even need to look up to tell who the person was, I just kept staring ahead. "Aren't you going to eat, Seraphina?" The princess asked. "Uh...I... I don't know where I must sit."

I took off every piece of clothing on me and grinned in satisfaction when she licked her lips with her eyes glued to my dick that wanted nothing but to pound that heavenly cunt of hers. “Come here,” I commanded as I lay on the bed and she crawled to me with a sultry smile on her face. “Sit on my face, princess,” I added and her eyes widened, the order confusing her for a while. “Don't tell me you've never sat on a man's face before,” I asked in sheer shock and she played with her fingers nervously before nodding.

I wasn’t even missing. I step into the dining room, looking at each and every one of them seated at the table. The dining table is loaded with sweet delicacies, that they won’t end up finishing. The queen sat to Thjis left while Ruarc, just sat to his right. His six wives are all seated in the chairs following him. Then Eloive sat next to the sixth wife, looking grumpy as usual. I’m glad that he is okay. The other prince sat randomly. Massa sat next to Eloive, Cocci sat next to Massa, Sia next to Cocci, Kayne next to Sia, and Eoff sat next to Kayne. Opposite him, sat Eleanor. Next to Eleanor was Elvis. Next to Elvis was Dolan, next to Dolan was an unsmiling Thane who sat next to a little gir

I remembered the anger and violence that coursed through my veins, seeing the faint pink fingerprints on the column of soon-to-be-Princess. “You look lovely, Iesha.” I offered her a small smile and flickered my gaze to the man sitting across from me. His piercing brown eyes fixated on me, trying to pick me apart when his future wife kept a tray of honey tea between us. The air in his room was thick, just like the silence that hung between us by a small thread. Both of us unmasked in front of each other, free to play whichever role we wanted. But someone once had told me I had no shame, so I looked at her neck again when she muttered a sweet thank you, her waist length hair pleated perfectly

Allen. They all sat down on either side of Mr. Allen. Christopher wanted to sit beside Rose but, she pushed him and signaled him to sit at the other side. She sat by Mr. Allen's right hand while Christopher reluctantly sat by his left. Princes sat with her mother while Mrs. Rita sat with Christopher. When they had all taken a seat, the maids served the food on their plates. After she had finished serving, Rose looked at Princess and said, "Princess, why don't you say a prayer before we all start eating?"

It was now in a beautiful French twist and a few strands were left hanging to frame my face. "You look pretty Fhyra." Ignis said in awe as she stared at me as she finished doing 'stuffs' on me. "That's thanks to you," I said appreciatively. I smiled back at her when she showed me one of those warm smiles of hers. "The princess is too stunning, Your Highness!" someone said as we were waiting for the food to be served. I was seated on the left side of the queen, who was seated on the corner of the table.