Beautiful Girls - b75 Beautiful Princess I will liberally coat his countenance with copious quantities of my saliva, and he will eagerly lap it up I will also spittle on my own feet, and he shall enthusiastically lick it away 720HD

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Beautiful Girls - b75 Beautiful Princess I will liberally coat his countenance with copious quantities of my saliva, and he will eagerly lap it up I will also spittle on my own feet, and he shall enthusiastically lick it away 720HD

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Princess Bertie's Royal Ordeal

A Submissive's Journey into Giantess Spit Fetish

As the dimly lit room filled with the scent of anticipation, Princess Bertie's towering figure loomed over her trembling subject. She was adorned in shimmering tights that hugged her voluptuous figure, smirking with sadistic pleasure. Today, the submissive was to engage in oral stimulation of the Princess's digits, but beneath the tights lay an even more perverse plan.

With a flick of her wrist, Princess Bertie produced a small vial of her saliva. "You will liberally coat his countenance with copious quantities of my saliva," she commanded, her voice resonating with dominance. "And he will eagerly lap it up."

The submissive, trembling with excitement and fear, knelt before the towering figure. As the Princess's hand descended, he opened his mouth eagerly, ready to receive her potent fluid. The saliva dripped from her fingers, landing on his tongue and cheeks, causing him to shudder with pleasure. "Exquisite," he murmured, his voice thick with submission.

But Princess Bertie was not satisfied with just one act of submission. She moved closer, her giantess form casting a shadow over him. "I will also spittle on my own feet," she announced, "And he shall enthusiastically lick it away."

The submissive's heart raced as he watched her graceful legs emerge from beneath the tights. She raised one foot, letting a stream of her saliva drip onto the floor. Without hesitation, he leaned forward, his tongue tracing the path of her spit before it reached her foot. "Mmmm," she moaned, her body shivering with delight at his devotion.

Princess Bertie's power over her submissive was intoxicating. She continued to push him to his limits, commanding him to spit in his own mouth and on his face. Each act of submission was met with a growl of approval from the towering giantess before him. The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and wet smacks, punctuated by the occasional gasp of pleasure.

Finally, Princess Bertie spoke again, her voice low and threatening. "If you desire more of my essence," she purred, "You must prove yourself worthy." She leaned down, her breasts grazing the trembling form of her submissive. "You may drink from the chalice of my saliva," she commanded, placing a crystal goblet in front of him. "But know this: only the most devoted and courageous can handle its potency."

The submissive's heart pounded in his chest as he reached for the goblet. His hands trembled as he lifted it to his lips, his entire body shaking with anticipation. As he tipped the goblet back, the warm, viscous liquid poured down his throat, filling him with Princess Bertie's essence and her power. And in that moment, he knew that he would follow her to the ends of the earth, no matter how depraved or taboo their desires might be.

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