Pegged By A Peasant
"Kathrine," William requested in his repressed but somehow sexy English accent, "Have you thought to purchase new batteries for our, um..." His low voice stumbled over the words he was about to utter.
"Torch for your bum?" Kate replied in her pert, chilly accent that was much lower class than his.
"Indubitably," he answered.
Kate's thin, praying mantis-like figure lounged against the ornate trim of one of their palace doors. "Well love," she began in a voice that she hoped sounded as sexy as Meghan Markle's, "Shall we pop off to the old royal love-making bed for a bit of the old in-and-out...of your bum?" She lowered her eyelashes suggestively, which William knew took quite a lot of effort for her, as they weighed half her body weight. He could see that even though her Botoxed forehead betrayed no emotion, her eyes were passionate with English lust.
"Alright, then," he said, using slang of a much lower class than he was so that it would relate to his wife. He lifted a flappy white hand and ran it suggestively through his hair, which was as red as an Englishman's bottom after being spanked by a dominatrix. (He made sure not to run it through his hair too fast, though, as he did not want to loosen any more precious strands.)
Kate strode purposefully up the stairs, her vagina wagging in the air, as she never wore panties under her dress. William's jiggly bits also wiggled in his trousers, as he never wore any panties, either. They reached the bedroom where generations of royal cousins had bred lustfully with each other, scraping their filth-covered genitals sinfully against one another's.
Will used the force of his strong English muscles to close the door tightly, as they did not want the children to hear them. Of course, they didn't have to worry. The children already knew. The children were much more worldly and had much more knowledge about sex than their parents combined that they learned from the common feral children they associated with in peasant school. On the very first day of the children's infant school, another child went up and told them that Prince William loved to have dildos pegged into his anus.
And Prince William did, indeed, love having dildos pegged into his anus. He squatted on the middle of the bed that was a large canopy bed, much like the one in Cinderella. While he used his flapping hands to remove his underpants, Kate went over to the wardrobe. She opened it up and removed the Marchioness Rose Hanbury, whom they always stored in their cupboard for when William needed a right good pegging.
William crouched on all fours on the bed and roared like a mighty white beast. Kate Middleton's panties would have been soaked had she been wearing panties and had she any remaining drop of moisture left in her body. The Marchioness fastened the black leather dildo over the pink button-up wool coat-dress that all royal women are required to wear. She has no opinion of the matter at hand (or at bum, shall we say). When she was merely a young girl, her mother informed her of her sacred duty of serving the royals, including pegging. So, with the rhinestone dildo that they had received as a gift from Elton John, she climbed onto the bed in her hat and high heels and prepared to do the doody.
"Torch for your bum?" Kate replied in her pert, chilly accent that was much lower class than his.
"Indubitably," he answered.
Kate's thin, praying mantis-like figure lounged against the ornate trim of one of their palace doors. "Well love," she began in a voice that she hoped sounded as sexy as Meghan Markle's, "Shall we pop off to the old royal love-making bed for a bit of the old in-and-out...of your bum?" She lowered her eyelashes suggestively, which William knew took quite a lot of effort for her, as they weighed half her body weight. He could see that even though her Botoxed forehead betrayed no emotion, her eyes were passionate with English lust.
"Alright, then," he said, using slang of a much lower class than he was so that it would relate to his wife. He lifted a flappy white hand and ran it suggestively through his hair, which was as red as an Englishman's bottom after being spanked by a dominatrix. (He made sure not to run it through his hair too fast, though, as he did not want to loosen any more precious strands.)
Kate strode purposefully up the stairs, her vagina wagging in the air, as she never wore panties under her dress. William's jiggly bits also wiggled in his trousers, as he never wore any panties, either. They reached the bedroom where generations of royal cousins had bred lustfully with each other, scraping their filth-covered genitals sinfully against one another's.
Will used the force of his strong English muscles to close the door tightly, as they did not want the children to hear them. Of course, they didn't have to worry. The children already knew. The children were much more worldly and had much more knowledge about sex than their parents combined that they learned from the common feral children they associated with in peasant school. On the very first day of the children's infant school, another child went up and told them that Prince William loved to have dildos pegged into his anus.
And Prince William did, indeed, love having dildos pegged into his anus. He squatted on the middle of the bed that was a large canopy bed, much like the one in Cinderella. While he used his flapping hands to remove his underpants, Kate went over to the wardrobe. She opened it up and removed the Marchioness Rose Hanbury, whom they always stored in their cupboard for when William needed a right good pegging.
William crouched on all fours on the bed and roared like a mighty white beast. Kate Middleton's panties would have been soaked had she been wearing panties and had she any remaining drop of moisture left in her body. The Marchioness fastened the black leather dildo over the pink button-up wool coat-dress that all royal women are required to wear. She has no opinion of the matter at hand (or at bum, shall we say). When she was merely a young girl, her mother informed her of her sacred duty of serving the royals, including pegging. So, with the rhinestone dildo that they had received as a gift from Elton John, she climbed onto the bed in her hat and high heels and prepared to do the doody.