He turned Shemakhan on his stomach and, having wound his hair around his fist, pulled him to himself, lifting his head. She sharply arched under me, trying to shake off, but I firmly squeezed my elastic body. We fought silently: I twisted her arms back and, having pressed their knees to the carpet, squeezed the queen's neck in a dead grip! When she tried to escape, I turned on the slowdown, and when I calmed down I choked her!

Her body went limp and did not resist, but I did not loosen my grip and choke Zyulhir for another full minute.

The lifeless Queen Shemakhanskaya lay beneath me, and I was a little frightened - “What if you completely strangled?”

I held her head with my left hand, pressing it to the carpet, and my index and middle fingers of my right, pressed the collarbone into the hollow and froze: the pulse was!

The member stood like a stick and I roughly raped Shemakhanskaya in the ass, planting sharply and deeply! Either because of the adrenaline rush, or because I had finished in the mouth of Lyudmila three hours earlier, I lingered on Zyulkhir. Already covered with sweat, I fucked and fucked the queen and could not finish! Already the member slid easily, not meeting the resistance of the sphincter, already the air with the characteristic sounds burst from the woman's anus, I already felt the trembling of the body, coming to consciousness of Shemakhansky, when, finally, the urethra pulsed and I poured for a long time, shuddering and not holding back moans!

I pulled out, still sticking out, a member of Zylhira's asshole and fell down on the carpet next to her.

- You're crazy, prince! You are nuts!

Just now I saw Karl, frozen in the door of the bedchamber.

Chapter Thirteen Daughter!

I woke up on the bed and, raising my head, looked around: Shemakhanskaya was sleeping next to me. Carla was not.

I remembered what I did to her yesterday and I was ashamed.

Zyulhira was asleep, and I gently pulled my hair back: the blue streaks of my fingers darkened around my neck.

Now I felt more sorry for her and, leaning down, kissed my hair.

She moved, lay on her back and opened her eyes.

There was no shadow of hurt or fear in her smile.

There is a type of women who, after the violence committed on them, do not become embittered, but become slaves, the one who committed violence against them. Shemakhanskaya apparently belonged to this type of women. Whether Ludmila was such, I do not know, but, judging by her behavior, probably, yes.

- Sleep well?

I silently, looking into her eyes, shook my head.

She threw back the blanket and saw a sticking member, asked - Do you want to write?

For some reason, I was shy, and the queen, easily jumping off the bed and, kneeling down, took out a pot.

- Well, what are you, Roman Grigorievich, are you ashamed of me? Ahhh! Karla Petrovich followed the Frog Princess and your daughter. Well!

I got up and, rejecting obstinately sticking up a member, began to piss. Splashes flew on her face, and she wrinkled her nose and smiled. When I finished, I knocked about the pot with my limp cock and sat down on the bed.

She put the pot on the floor and, crouching over it, also peeed.

Sliding the pot under the bed, Shamakhanskaya handed me clothes, and began to dress herself.

- If you want to rinse your face and hands, and wash, you can in the bathhouse

- Yes, it would be necessary

- Then we go - and she went, gently shaking her hips

The sun had already risen above the horizon, the gates were wide open, and Emelya, holding a pike under his arm, made the guards laugh another bike.

Outside the gate, Tugarin galloped on his stallion, waiting for someone, and Serko stood on the sidelines on the sidelines.

When he saw me and Shemakhan, he jumped off his horse and, giving the pretext to the guard, headed towards us.

- Wait, Tugarin! - the queen stretched out his hand in his direction, as if stopping - Roman Grigorievich would rinse his face.

I nodded to Tugarin and went to the bathhouse.On the bench, neatly folded, lay shorts and a vest, clean and dry.

I closed the door of the waiting room, undressed and went to the bathhouse.

From under the regiment was heard snuffing a bannik. Trying not to make a noise, he washed himself, rinsed his face and hands, and went out into the waiting room.

On the street, they were already waiting for me: Karla Petrovich, Tsarevna Frog, I immediately recognized her, a young girl of about twenty, a girl, Tugarin, Nesmeyana, Lyudmila with Ruslan and Zyulhira.

- Prince, my dear, forgive me for not letting you see your daughter yesterday - Karla stepped towards me and we shook hands.

- Well, what are you my dear - Carla looked at the girl - come, hug your father

I noticed with what tenderness I looked at the girl Tugarin Junior. One more thing didn’t escape my attention: the Frog Princess reached out to me, but she stopped to stare at her and lowered her eyes.

I hugged and stroked Sophia's head. She clung to me, and I felt my heart relax. I took her head in my hands and kissed her.

- Tugarin! - he came to us. I took his hand and put in her hand Sophia - God bless you Rod, love each other and be happy!

“Forgive me, Prince, but you must hurry.” Tablecloth in the bag. Suma strapped to the saddle. Tugarin takes you to three pines on the Murom road, and then one will have to go on foot - Karl sighed - Odikhmantiev's son, who had laid down the road to Kiev, has a bogatyrsha’s daughter, a trumpet, so she knows how to get into the 30th Kingdom.

Karla was silent. Silent and all the rest.

- Well, if time does not tolerate ... - I did not have time to finish, Zulhira hugged me and kissed me on the lips, pulled away - God bless you, Rod - and kissed me again.

Prince and Tugarin left.

Ruslan and Lyudmila went to his tower. The Frog Princess and Sophia went to their chambers in the palace, Nesmeyana went to the tavern, and Karla led Shemakhan to the bedroom.

He sat on the bed and rubbed his hands - Well, that's nice. If only Tugarin didn’t let it go. Come to me, dear, he fucked you so much yesterday that I could not even get excited. Well what are you, Shamakhanskaya - Karla got up

Shemakhanskaya stared at him - You did not tell the prince?

- How could I tell him, and if he refused?

“The prince could not refuse, since he gave the floor.” You deceived him - she turned and went to the window

- So you do not want to fuck? - Carla crumpled, excited cock

Zulhira did not answer and did not turn around.

Karla got up, walked out of the bedchamber and headed to the chambers of the Frog Princess.