Adapted from "Blood Boiling" – Helen's Autumn Banquet

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Helen was extremely nervous, as it was her first time attending a banquet without underwear. Besides feeling shy, she also felt a strange excitement. 　　Entering the banquet hall, she found many nobles already there: young members of the five great noble families, elders , and some human nobles—a lively scene. 　　Helen, carrying a glass of wine, walked into the crowd. Her priestess robe, with its deep V-neck, revealed a deep cleavage, and without a bra, her ample breasts swayed with her movements. 　　Two high slits on either side of her robe fully displayed her long, slender legs, reaching all the way to her thighs, as she moved or sat. 　　The nobles around her immediately noticed the stunningly beautiful Helen, excitedly watching her every move and engaging in intimate conversation with the little fox-girl. One middle-aged Rhine nobleman was the most enthusiastic; he was the palace steward, responsible for all the arrangements for the banquet. He appeared dignified, but while conversing with Helen, his gaze frequently drifted towards the little fox's deep cleavage, his greed almost undisguised. Helen, though disgusted, couldn't look away. 　　Just then, a robust middle-aged man named Rhine approached with a smile, his steps powerful and his aura domineering. Upon seeing him, the Rhine steward immediately introduced him to Helen with utmost respect: "Your Highness, this is our kingdom's guardian deity, the esteemed Prince Lionheart!" 　　"Ah! Your Highness, I've admired you since childhood… I… I grew up hearing tales of your heroic deeds… It 's truly an honor to meet you!" Helen was both surprised and delighted, staring intently at Prince Lionheart, her beautiful eyes unblinking , her words slightly stammering. 　　"Your Excellency Helen, you are so beautiful and captivating that even the starlight pales in comparison to you tonight." Prince Lionheart lowered his head and kissed Helen's delicate white hand, only reluctantly releasing it when the little fox blushed and tried to pull her hand away . 　　He glanced at Steward Rhine, who immediately said tactfully, "Oh, Your Highness, Princess Lan, please continue your conversation . I have other matters to attend to." After saying this, he secretly glanced at Helen's full breasts before reluctantly leaving. 　　Prince Lionheart dismissed Steward Rhine and invited Helen to sit on a crocodile-skin sofa in a corner. Soon, they were chatting and laughing. During this time, his gaze lingered on the little fox's breasts and long legs. His burning gaze made Helen's heart flutter, but her excitement masked her discomfort. 　　Because she was sitting, the deep V-neck of her priest's robe revealed even more of her cleavage, and the edges of her two breasts were already visible. The slit in her lower body was stretched wide, revealing her bare, beautiful legs to Prince Lionheart, all the way up to her hips. 　　Prince Lionheart smiled and spoke wittily, his words frequently eliciting giggles from the little fox. She forgot to cover her exposed cleavage, and despite the prince's excited gaze, she felt no disgust, but rather a secret delight. 　　Soon, music began to play, and the lights dimmed. Prince Lionheart led the beautiful Helen to the dance floor, where they began to dance with the other nobles. 　　At first, nothing seemed amiss, but as the lights dimmed further, Helen felt Prince Lionheart holding her tighter and tighter. Her breasts pressed firmly against the prince's strong chest, almost bursting from her V-neck. At this moment, Helen was immersed in the seductive saxophone music, held firmly in the prince's embrace , not minding this intimacy, but rather feeling a little pleasure. 　　Prince Lionheart stroked the little fox's back, whispering, "Such a smooth back, Helen, you're so sexy. Are you not wearing a bra?" Helen's face immediately turned red, and she gave him a coquettish glare, lowering her head without speaking. 　　Seeing that the little fox didn't answer, Prince Lionheart knew he had guessed correctly. His large hand slowly moved down, quickly reaching Helen's shapely buttocks. Her jade-like buttocks, tightly wrapped in her robe, were being touched by him with varying pressure. 　　"Helen, your buttocks are so elastic and smooth. You must not be wearing any underpants, are you? You're so seductive. I never expected to meet such a seductive little fox girl at the banquet." Prince Lionheart whispered as he stroked Helen's jade-like buttocks , unconsciously changing his honorific address to an affectionate one. 　　Helen became even more shy, saying in a coquettish voice, "No, don't touch me anymore, someone will see us. Your Highness, you're so bad, you're bullying me~" After saying that, she hit the prince and buried her head in his chest. Prince Lionheart smiled, then led Helen out of the hall. Helen, glancing sideways, noticed the steward still watching her intently. A playful urge seized her, and she looked at him with a smile, her phoenix eyes seemingly capable of seduction. She gave him a flirtatious glance, then licked her red lips with her tongue, her eyes practically brimming with tears. 　　The steward, Rhine, stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, unaware that drool was spilling from his lips. 　　Prince Lionheart led Helen to a secluded corner of a corridor, where a royal restroom, built in the style of a human . Prince Lionheart led Helen into the women's restroom. The space was small; they entered the innermost stall. Helen pushed the prince away, smiling at him, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, why did you bring me here?" 　　Prince Lionheart didn't answer. He turned and locked the small stall door, then suddenly embraced Helen's fragrant, soft body, kissing her sweet red lips passionately. While kissing her, he kneaded Helen's high , full breasts through her priestess robe with one hand , while the other slipped inside her slit, caressing her long, beautiful legs. 　　Helen murmured nervously, "Ugh...no...Your Highness...don't...you can't...you're so mean ..." Her snow-white arms gently pounded him, but the prince's wet kisses gradually made the alluring Helen understand...

She was experiencing the taste of fervor, and her body's resistance grew weaker and weaker.

Prince Lionheart knew the little fox was beginning to enjoy his passionate kisses and caresses. The thought of possibly tasting
the beautiful fox priestess's body tonight filled him with extraordinary excitement and ecstasy. His greedy hands roamed over Helen's
delicate flesh.

This suffocating kiss was something the little fox had never experienced before. She was soon panting heavily,
moaning and whimpering, her small mouth emitting soft, arousing moans.

Prince Lionheart gripped Helen's small hands tightly with one large hand, and with the other, he held her
soft slender waist, gently kissing her delicate neck, sometimes lightly licking it with his tongue, sometimes
gently blowing on her delicate ears, teasing her desire.

Helen's struggles were futile; she wanted to resist, but her body was weak and limp,
unable to muster any strength.

Helen's waist twisted, seemingly resisting, yet also seemingly yielding, her lips murmuring softly,
"Ah... um... no... don't... Your Highness... quickly... quickly let me go... ah... ah..."

Unexpectedly, Prince Lionheart released Helen. Although Helen was somewhat puzzled, even feeling a slight sense of
loss, she still naturally began to tidy her disheveled long hair.

But suddenly, while Helen was tidying her flowing hair, Prince Lionheart grabbed her neck, preventing her
from struggling. Before she could even groan, his lips pressed against hers, kissing her delicate mouth.
Helen let out a soft "um..."

At the same moment Helen opened her mouth, Prince Lionheart's cunning tongue seized the opportunity to slip into her mouth, eagerly
sucking the nectar from her lips. Under Prince Lionheart's persistent licking and passionate kisses, Helen gradually surrendered, letting out seductive moans

between kisses : "Ahhh...ahhh...mmm..." She wrapped her fair arms around Prince Lionheart's thick neck, and his forceful kisses gradually transformed into a passionate, intertwined kiss, their tongues chasing each other, their saliva exchanging... 　　A decadent atmosphere instantly filled the small room! 　　Seeing Helen begin to cooperate, Prince Lionheart was overjoyed, suddenly reaching out his right hand to touch Helen's firm breasts. In an instant, one alluring breast was in the prince's large hand... 　　Helen's whole body went numb, her soft breaths becoming quite urgent: "Ahhh...no...there... not there...don't touch there...there...ahhh...ahhh..." Prince Lionheart wantonly kneaded Helen's high breasts. 　　What an alluring vixen! Prince Lionheart could feel the amazing elasticity of those tender breasts! 　　His other hand followed suit, sliding down to Helen's full buttocks, squeezing and kneading, eliciting soft moans from her. 　　Prince Lionheart excitedly ripped off the straps of Helen's priestess robe, his hands directly grasping her soft breasts. 　　The moment her sensitive breasts were held in the man's warm palms, Helen cried out in surprise , instantly feeling her nipples harden and stand erect, pressing against Prince Lionheart's hands, seemingly welcoming his caresses. 　　A tingling sensation, like an electric shock, coursed through her body, reaching her private parts, where her plump legs, tightly bound by the priestess robe, writhed and rubbed together incessantly. 　　Helen's struggles only fueled Prince Lionheart's arousal. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Helen's bare, smooth thighs exposed from her slit , her normally snow-white skin now flushed and glistening. One hand slipped between Helen's writhing thighs, forcefully advancing towards her most alluring petals. 　　Prince Lionheart's large hand smoothly covered Helen's private parts, his fingers sliding up and down 　　, teasing her full, bulging vulva. The hot , moist sensation aroused him greatly. 　　"Ah 　　... 　　Prince Lionheart easily pushed Helen down onto the commode beside him, stripping her of her priestly robes. With Helen's gasps of surprise, her two firm, white breasts bounced out, their alluring nipples already engorged and erect, trembling shyly. 　　Her long, slender legs appeared even more sensual in the dim light, her neatly trimmed black pubic hair on full display. 　　Prince Lionheart pressed heavily against Helen's soft body, one hand kneading her breast while his lips tightly enveloped the tip of her other tender nipple. 　　"Mmm...don't suck...I can't take it...mmm..." Helen's pretty face flushed, panting heavily, and she couldn't help but hug Prince Lionheart, who was arching his head against her chest. Her long, jade-like legs wrapped around his strong waist, and her body twisted and swayed involuntarily, perhaps trying to break free, or perhaps wanting more tenderness. 　　Prince Lionheart's fingers skillfully caressed the two moist, pink labia between Helen's thighs, and with a sudden up-and-down motion, he thrust into the muddy, slippery entrance of her vagina . With a long, soul-stirring moan from Helen, his thick, long fingers disappeared into the tight, warm depths of her honeyed orifice. 　　Helen's hands tightened around the head that was still ravaging her chest, then opened weakly. Under the thrusting of Prince fingers, her cherry lips panted softly, her long legs kicked incessantly, and her lower body emitted wave after wave of lewd sounds like the churning of a well. 　　Prince Lionheart, while ogling Helen's naked body, quickly ripped off his evening gown. 　　Helen's eyes were half-open when she saw the middle-aged prince's powerful physique: broad back and thick waist, bulging muscles in his arms and chest , a long, thin tiger tail wrapped around his waist, and a long, dark brown penis protruding between his thick thighs—a menacing sight that was terrifying. 　　Helen gasped softly, "Ahhh!" The blush that had been fading suddenly returned to her pretty face; she was both ashamed and afraid, and tightly closed her eyes, unable to look any longer. 　　Prince Lionheart pressed down on her, lifting Helen's round, white buttocks, and aimed his erect penis at her already wet vulva. 　　The hot, large head of his penis trembled and shook against the entrance of her tender vulva; Helen felt as if ants were crawling inside her, an emptiness and discomfort.

"Please...no...I...have a husband..." Helen, limp and powerless, managed
to utter a plea for mercy.

"Ignore him, baby. Did you enjoy it just now? It'll get even better next time..." Prince Lionheart teased Helen with
flirtatious words. His actions, however, ceased their teasing, as he himself was also experiencing intense engorgement.

His penis parted her thin lips, powerfully penetrating deep into Helen's honeyed depths, flowing smoothly with her juices.

"Ah...ah...gently...ah..." A full yet painful sensation surged through her, and she
gasped, her delicate lips parting involuntarily. Helen's hands involuntarily clung tightly to Prince Lionheart's waist, her thighs clamping down,
trying to stop his thrusts. The image of Old Liu's ugly pig head flashed through Helen's mind, but it was quickly swallowed up by the overwhelming
pleasure.

As his penis reached Helen's core, the prince let out a roar: "Ahhh!"
It felt so good, like heaven. Prince Lionheart felt his penis being tightly enveloped by something, hot,
tight, warm, and slippery, the walls of the vagina gently pulsating, sucking on his glans, both numb and tingling.

Obi-Slachi! So tight, Helen is truly a rare beauty! Prince Lionheart thought to himself.

He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, Old Liu is so lucky, he gets to have such a pussy to fuck all the time. Helen
, my darling, you're so sexy, I'm going to fuck you good today!"

"Mmm... don't say that... I'm so embarrassed..." The little fox closed her eyes and turned her head away.

Helen felt the hot, thick, hard, and cunning penis penetrating her body. It seemed to have a life of its own,
stirring on its own without its master's command. Her attempts to hold it in were futile, causing Helen to uncontrollably
let out seductive moans, encouraging the man's assault.

Prince Lionheart hoisted Helen's legs high onto his shoulders and began to thrust powerfully into her lower body. His
penis withdrew from her opening each time, only to thrust all the way to the bottom, growing ever hotter and thicker.

"Your Highness... gently... gently... yours... is too big..." Helen pleaded softly,
her voice filled with unyielding pleasure.

"Don't worry, my little darling, I will cherish you... oh, your little hole feels so good..."
The prince slowed his thrusts, lowering his head to kiss the little fox's tender lips, their tongues entwined.

*Thwack thwack thwack*—Hundreds of thrusts and withdrawals, Helen's initial moans and cries had turned into screams.

"Oh... Your Highness... You... Oh... You're so hard..."

"Ah... Ah... So good... So deep... So beautiful... So beautiful... Helen... Helen is going to
die..."

Prince Lionheart looked at the fox-woman, lost in her moans, and smiled slyly. He had done the right thing earlier; such
a beauty deserved to be played hard to get.

He continued to thrust steadily and powerfully into the fox-woman's sensitive flower core, then lowered his head and took
one of her nipples, which trembled and bounced as she writhed in response, into his mouth.

"Ah... Ah... I'm going to cum... I'm cumming... Helen is going to die..."

Prince Lionheart suddenly coordinated, his glans plunging deep into Helen's cervix, his teeth gently biting her
erect nipple.

Helen's vagina suddenly tightened, her cervix scraping and gripping the man's thick glans. Prince Lionheart felt
a surge of heat crashing against his glans, a tingling, pleasurable sensation that made it hard to hold back his ejaculation. "Helen, my darling, I'm going to cum!!" he roared,
thrusting even more wildly and violently into Helen's vagina, making her shapely buttocks undulate like waves.

"Ah! Not inside... no... no..." Helen weakly pushed him away.

Prince Lionheart ignored her, continuing his rampage. Suddenly, he growled, "I'll cum to your death!" His thick
, long penis plunged deep into Helen's body, and thick semen gushed out!

Helen felt the glans, pressed tightly against her clitoris, suddenly shoot out a powerful stream of heat, the tingling pleasure reaching her very core. She
cried out, "Ahhh!" and felt as if she were floating, then collapsed, panting heavily,
her eyes glazed over.

Prince Richard, panting, admired Helen's appearance after being violated.

Semen continued to flow from her vagina. Satisfied,
he dressed and kissed and licked Helen's breasts, thighs, and buttocks one last time before reluctantly leaving the latrine.

Helen stood up weakly, cleaned herself, dressed, and carefully
tidied herself in front of the latrine mirror. "Let this be a beautiful memory," Helen thought,
returning to the banquet hall.

The banquet was drawing to a close, and Prince Richard, who had just been passionately with Helen, was now speaking on the high platform in
the hall . Helen suddenly found it somewhat ridiculous.

"Helen, my darling, you've finally appeared! Where were you? I've been looking for you."

Helen was startled; Prince Richard was now standing behind her, excitedly
staring at her, though Helen felt his gaze was strange.

The banquet ended, and Helen and Mo'er were discussing how to get home when Prince Richard and several young nobles
approached.

He said, "With Father Emperor present, were you all a little reserved and didn't quite get to enjoy yourselves? How about
we have a private gathering at my chambers?"

He looked at Helen expectantly as he spoke. Although Helen still wanted to return to the inn as soon as possible, she was pulled
along by the girls. Helen saw a satisfied smile on Prince Richard's lips.

Upon arriving at Prince Richard's chambers, everyone immediately relaxed, drinking, chatting, playing tarot cards, and
dancing . Prince Richard handed Helen a glass of wine, chatting with her about his recent life.

Helen didn't join in the games and dances because she was still exhausted from her
passionate Prince Richard; her exposed thighs
trembled occasionally as she spoke with him.

Time flies when you're having a good time. Everyone was exhausted from their revelry and had drunk their fill of alcohol, so they started getting
up to say goodbye. At this point, apart from Mo'er, who was lying drunk on the sofa,
only .

"You're very sexy, really. All the men were watching you just now," Prince Richard
said, staring at the little fox's slightly flushed face, which held a special meaning in his eyes. This made Helen's heart race, and
she quickly turned her head away.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. Helen should take her leave now." Helen stood up to leave, but as soon as
she stood up from the sofa, she felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed back onto it.

Helen didn't know if it was because she hadn't recovered her strength or because she had drunk too much.

Prince Richard immediately leaned closer with concern and whispered to
her if she was alright. Helen's eyes were slightly closed, and he stared at her breasts, which rose and fell with her breath.

Prince Richard moved even closer to Helen and continued to whisper, "You seem very tired,
my little beauty. Were you too tired in the royal restroom?" "Ah! You—" Hearing this, Helen immediately tensed up. Had he seen

her making love with Prince Richard ? 　　Before Helen could react, Prince Richard had already embraced her: "My darling, you're so seductive. I was masturbating while watching, it felt both good and bad. Now I'm going to enjoy your alluring body." After saying that, he began to kiss Helen passionately. 　　Helen groaned weakly, "Mmm...mmm...no...you...how did you see that?" 　　Prince Richard had already slipped his hand inside Helen's thin priestess robe, directly grasping one of her breasts and kneading it. 　　"Baby, you don't know, I secretly went into the cubicle next to yours where you were having sex, and I was standing on the toilet so I could see you and my uncle having sex from above. The way he was fucking you was so lewd. Actually, my uncle saw me later, but he didn't say anything. He continued fucking you, it was so exciting." Helen's face turned even redder. She had just been fucked, and another man was watching. Helen felt so ashamed just thinking about it. 　　At this moment, Helen was lying naked on Prince Richard's sofa, only her two crystal high on her delicate feet. 　　"Baby, I want you, you look so lewd right now." Prince Richard also took off his own clothes. 　　Because she was too tired from being fucked, Helen could only lie on the sofa and let Prince Richard do as he pleased. 　　Prince Richard was direct. He gently pulled his massive member out slightly, grabbed the beauty's long legs, and with a few twists and turns, as Helen cried out, "Mmm... Ahh...", his member smoothly slid in completely. 　　Prince Richard looked at Helen excitedly. Their eyes met, and Helen's bright eyes immediately flushed red with embarrassment, closing tightly, unable to meet his gaze. He lifted Helen's full legs, placing her slender, rounded calves on his shoulders. 　　His glans pressed deep into Helen's fleshy opening, his hands reaching for her alluring breasts, gently and skillfully caressing them. Her pink nipples were wantonly pulled and kneaded, but the more they were caressed, the more erect they became, stubbornly defying his ravaging. 　　Helen breathed softly, feeling her tender breasts swell more and more under the man's manipulation, a tingling sensation mixed with a slight pain. 　　"Ahhhhh!" With a cry of pain from Helen, he suddenly gripped her breasts tightly, thrusting his hips forward, his thick, hard penis pumping in and out, pounding against Helen's sensitive clitoris. 　　Prince Richard thrust forcefully with satisfaction, his hands kneading her firm, elastic breasts. 　　Helen's pretty face flushed crimson, her cherry lips parted slightly as she panted softly, her round buttocks swaying in response, her vaginal muscles trembling gently, contracting and relaxing as she gripped the man's large penis as it moved in and out, looking quite pleased with herself. 　　"Feels good, doesn't it, you little slut?" he asked smugly. 　　Helen kept her eyes tightly shut, too ashamed to answer. 　　"Good girl, tell me, does it feel good?" Prince Richard thrust a few more times, 　　"Ahhhhhh!" Helen didn't answer, only moaning wantonly. 　　"Say it, if it feels good, say it, it'll feel even better." 　　He suddenly thrust his thick penis all the way in, grinding against the tender flesh of her sensitive clitoris, continuing to tempt Helen to express her feelings. 　　"Ahhh, I'm so embarrassed... Yours is so big... so long..." Helen's voice was barely audible, her pretty face flushed . 　　"Who makes you feel better, me or my uncle?" He thrust a few times. 　　"Mmm... mmm... you feel better... better than your... uncle... ah... Helen is dying..." Helen answered obediently under Prince Richard's gentle seduction and frenzied thrusting. 　　"Let me fuck you often from now on, okay?" Prince Richard seized the opportunity to press. 　　"Mmm... no... I... I have a husband... ah... ah... Helen... I can't ... I'm sorry to my husband..." Helen seemed not to have lost her senses. 　　"If you feel good, enjoy it. It doesn't bother your husband. Besides, you've already wronged your husband." Prince Richard continued to trample on the little fox's sense of shame. 　　"It's all your fault~~ You did this~~ Good thing!" Helen replied shyly, seemingly recalling the days of their passionate . Her vagina contracted, the tender walls sucking on his penis, causing Prince Richard to gasp for breath. 　　"I never thought you, who are usually so dignified and pure, could be so lewd and wanton inside. Seeing you being fucked by my uncle, I really wanted to beat him up!" At this point, a surge of jealousy made Prince Richard thrust hard a few times. 　　"Ah~~ Ah~~ Don't be so hard, it hurts~~ Ah~~ He forced me~~" Helen protested, her face flushed. 　　"That old bastard, what good fortune did he have to enjoy your beautiful body! Humph, you were mine to begin with." Prince Richard thrust deep into her again, fiercely. 　　"Ah~~ Ah~~ I don't even want that old bastard~~ Hmm~~ I only belong to you~~" Helen quickly responded. 　　Prince Richard fell silent, working tirelessly on Helen's fertile ground, occasionally thrusting deeply, eliciting weak, seductive moans from her. 　　Prince Richard couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, his hips moving nimbly and quickly, thrusting in and out. 　　"Ahhh...what are you doing! You...you...you're so bad! Ahhh...faster...faster...I want it ..." Helen's face flushed, her beautiful eyes closed, her cherry lips panting, her jade buttocks gently swaying in rhythm. 　　"Baby, are you comfortable? I'm so happy..." He quickened his thrusts, watching his thick penis appear and disappear between Helen's plump, tender lips, occasionally drawing out white, lustful fluid, making his penis smooth and shiny , waves of tingling pleasure emanating from it, making her moan with pleasure. 　　"You...you...you're so amazing...so thick...so long...every time you hit the very core of my being!"

"Ahhhhh, Helen will be killed by you...ahhhhh!" Helen responded weakly to the man's increasingly heavy thrusts,
uttering shameful words in a daze. She was already in a frenzy, conquered by his thick, long penis.

"Baby, I want you...don't refuse me anymore...I want to fuck you every day...fuck you to death!"

Prince Richard vigorously squeezed Helen's high, full breasts, his strong waist swinging, slamming hard into the depths of
Helen's tight, slippery honey hole, as if to vent his full hatred.

"Mmm...Charlie...I'm yours...let you fuck me every day...mmm...come on...fuck your
Helen to death..."

The beautiful and alluring fox priestess finally submitted to his crotch. Prince Richard couldn't help but feel a surge of passion,
feeling had regained all the dignity that Old Liu had humiliated him in the square today. He thrust wildly, making the beautiful and charming
Helen cry out incessantly.

Just as Helen was moaning wildly as he was fucking her, the flame watch (a dragon-like communicator) in her bag
suddenly went off, startling her and causing her to stop.

Prince Richard immediately comforted Helen, telling her it was alright and not to be nervous, while stopping his fucking. Helen quickly caught her breath
before pressing the answer button on the incessantly buzzing watch.

"Hello, Richard, what's up?" Helen asked nervously.

"Darling Helen, is the banquet still going?" It was Old Liu's disgruntled voice.

"Yes, there are many guests. His Majesty wants to have a long talk with me and may be a little late. Don't worry,
Helen will satisfy you as soon as she gets back," the little fox said nervously.

"Okay, when will it be?" Old Liu asked.

"Should be soon. Are you still waiting for me?" Helen replied.

Prince Richard seemed to have seen the ambiguous conversation between Helen and Old Liu, and became even more jealous. He couldn't help but thrust
his penis slightly, and Helen cried out "Ah!" and immediately turned around to glare at Prince Richard.

"Of course I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you to come back and wear your bellyband for me, then I'll fuck you
properly . What's your name? What's wrong?" Old Liu heard Helen's voice.

"Oh, nothing, I accidentally spilled some water. Darling Richard, you're so naughty. I'll let you fuck me to your heart's content when we get back.
Okay, I'm hanging up now, goodbye!"

Helen couldn't hold on any longer. Before he finished speaking, she impatiently pressed the stop button. She

let out a long sigh and gave Prince Richard, who was still invading her body, a charming eye roll: "You've
really killed me!"

Prince Richard immediately started thrusting, pumping rapidly: "You little slut, you still want your husband to fuck you when we get back
? You're so horny, but you're mine now, so you'd better hurry up and make love to me!" He finished
speaking and laughed triumphantly.

Helen blushed and shyly punched his chest with her small hands. Prince Richard chuckled, lowered his head,
and sucked hard on Helen's hard nipple. She occasionally nibbled lightly with her teeth, while his penis
thrust , the friction and wetness between them creating a soft, sizzling sound.

"Ahhhhhh... ahhhhh... umhhhh... Charlie... ahhhhhh... umhhhh..." Helen couldn't help but moan loudly
.

Her soft voice further aroused Prince Richard's desire. She wrapped
her long legs around his waist, her small feet hooked together, toes pointing upwards, her buttocks lifting off the sofa and
pressing against his hips.

Prince Richard thrust vigorously. Helen, usually so dignified and charming,
would moan and groan incessantly when penetrated, truly wanton to the bone—a truly exquisite beauty.

Prince Richard grasped Helen's smooth buttocks with both hands and lifted her up forcefully. Helen involuntarily
wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

Looking at Helen's ecstatic expression, filled only with her seductive moans, he felt a surge of desire.

Helen cried out incessantly, her moans rising higher and higher.

When the prince, carrying the little fox, reached the terrace of his palace (which had two floors),

he gestured for Helen to look down. Helen immediately felt the eyes of the guards patrolling the driveway below,
watching her shameless act of debauchery.

Helen cried out, "Ahhh!" burying her head in Prince Richard's broad chest, her legs clamping tightly together,
a gush of fluid instantly flowing from where they were frantically intercourse.

Prince Richard suddenly pressed Helen against the wall, holding the little fox's elastic legs and buttocks tightly, thrusting vigorously
. He buried his head in Helen's full, firm breasts, his tongue lingering on her beautiful cherries and tender flesh.

His hard penis rapidly entered and exited Helen's soft, wet vagina, the penis seemingly piercing her tender flesh and abdomen
. The glans, while violently striking her cervix, also brought immense pleasure, a wave of ecstasy washing over
her entire body. "

Ah 　　...　　　　　　　　Helen's cherry lips parted wide, her phoenix eyes glazed, her arms tightly wrapped around the prince's neck. A powerful contraction the vaginal walls to throb and suck at the prince's glans, and a gush of love fluid spurted out again, warming the man's glans. 　　After the climax, Prince Richard could no longer support Helen's weight and gently lowered her hips and legs. They both landed simultaneously, and Helen slumped onto the man's lap, lying against his chest, breathing softly and moaning. 　　Prince Richard lovingly caressed Helen's sweaty, even more slippery body after her climax, silently savoring the intense pleasure that had just ended. 　　Gradually recovering from the afterglow of pleasure, Helen realized that tonight she had been with two men who were not her husbands.

After several rounds of intercourse, her cheeks flushed crimson. She stroked the man's handsome face with her small hands, looking at him coquettishly, and sighed
, "You bad boy, you're going to kill me!"

Prince Richard, looking at Helen's alluring expression—a mixture of coquettishness and weakness—felt incredibly pleasurable. Satisfied,
he said, "Tired? When you climaxed just now, it was so beautiful and terrifying! My treasure almost
broke from your grip!"

Helen weakly pounded the prince's chest, protesting, "You're so naughty! So many times, my
whole body is numb!"

Prince Richard was even more satisfied. He gently caressed Helen's soft, elastic breasts,
then pressed to hers, kissing her rosy, luscious lips. Helen gently responded, completely surrendering
to the pleasure the man gave her.

Helen and Prince Richard exchanged kisses for a while, but finally, feeling it was too late and they
shouldn't linger, they parted.

Prince Richard straightened up first, then helped the still limp and weak Helen to her feet, carrying her back to
the sofa in the living room. He helped her straighten her disheveled clothes.

After dressing, Helen regained her original dignified and charming appearance, but the continuous orgasms she had just experienced
left her with a strong scent of lust. Her shoulder-length hair was still disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her sweaty forehead
. A blush remained on her pretty face, and her waist was so weak that it seemed unable to support her voluptuous body.

Prince Richard kissed Helen's cheek, easily straightening his own clothes. Although he wanted to keep Helen,
there was still Mo'er in his way, so he had to let go of the stunningly beautiful little fox girl.

Helen helped Mo'er to the carriage they had come from. Before getting in, the Rhine coachman suddenly gave her a strange
smile . Helen felt strange, but still helped Mo'er into the carriage with the coachman's help. As soon as Helen got in the carriage, before she was even seated
, a figure suddenly hugged her, startling her so much that she almost screamed. A figure forcefully kissed her cherry lips,
silencing her scream. Helen could only resist with soft "mmm" sounds.

"Hehe, finally my turn, my little beauty, you can't escape~" the figure spoke,
and was none other than Eunuch Rhine from the banquet!

"Eunuch, you~~mmm~~" Before the little fox could utter a word, Eunuch Rhine
silenced kiss.

Eunuch Rhine held Helen tightly, kissing her passionately, and without a word, stripped off Helen's priestess
robes, pinning her down and frantically sucking on her body.

"Mmm~~no~~ah~~don't suck~~there~~mmm~~ah~~so beautiful~~"

Her beautiful body, stripped naked, was caressed by the man, and the strong, intoxicating smell of alcohol filled the air.
Helen's resistance grew weaker and weaker, and she could only let the man hold her, humming seductive moans. The two entwined passionately,
falling together onto the luxurious carpet.

"No, Mo'er is still here~"

"She's sleeping soundly~ Come on, little beauty~"

"Mmm~ Ah~ Gently~ Yours is so big~ Ah~ Gently~"

"Oh, my little darling, you're mine tonight~ Oh oh~ So tight~"

"Ah~ Ah~ Steward~ Harder~ So good~ Ah~ Hitting the spot~ I'm getting aroused~
"

The coachman outside, hearing the panting coming from inside, smiled eerily again and urged the horses towards a
larger, secluded mansion within the palace grounds.

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