Depraved Primordial King and His Degenerate Family

He chucked at her praise and held her cheeks as he uttered again.

"Yes, my Helena. Cherish this daughter of ours well..."

He caressed her swollen belly and continued,

"...For this is my second child in all of my existence."

Helena's eyes widened and she was amazed and immense happiness flashed across her face as she knew that her lord impreganting her on their first time sex meant that he loved her very much and wanted her to be one of his most important wives.

Alaric, the Primordial king, continued on seeing the happiness,

"Yes, it is as you think. Instead of the concubine harem palace, you will be shifted to my wives' palace; that is, you are now my 3001st wife."

Helena's lips parted in silent awe before she suddenly slid from his lap, her movements clumsy from the weight of her swollen womb.

Yet determination burned in her gaze as she knelt and squatted between his thighs and wrapped her delicate fingers around his girth.

She pressed her nose deep into his crotch.

She deeply sniffed his pubic hairs and the primordial king watched with amusement as she took his ten inch hard cock in her dainty white hands and looking in his eyes placed a small reverent kiss on its cum covered tip.

"Chuuu~"

The sensual sound was soft and worshipful.

Alaric chucked in amusement when she opened her mouth and engulfed his whole cock in her little mouth.

Her eyes nearly popped out, and tears fashed through them.

She choked and gurgled as the outline of his cock could be seen near her throat but she didn't take his cock out of her mouth.

She had difficulty in squatting as her cum filled swollen womb created difficulties for her in sitting but she was loved the primordial king too much and wanted to show her love to him. 

"Gllkk—hhnn—!"

Alaric smiled and patted her soft golden hair as she labourously sucked his cock and slowly started to bob her head in and out.

"Schllp—gllck—mmph!"

The sounds were lewd and intoxicating, to say the least.

Her cheeks hollowed as she struggled to accommodate him while her tiny hands gripped his thighs for balance.

Droplets of sweat dotted her brow and her body still ached from their earlier joining, yet she persisted—driven by devotion, by the need to please.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick. "Take me deeper."

Helena whimpered but obeyed, her fingers digging into his hips as he guided her movements.

He muttered young words of encouragement and he stood cleverly in such a manner that the side view of his cock going out of his young wife's mouth was perfectly clear and visible to his young daughter. 

Slowly, then with growing fervor and she worked him in and out of her mouth as her tongue swirled along his length between breathless and wet noises.

Alaric watched in an enthralled manner as her lips stretched obscenely around his shaft and her throat bulged with each shallow bob of her head.

Then, with a growl, Alaric took control and fisting her golden hair and thrusting upward as he buried himself to the hilt in her mouth.

Helena's beautiful blue eyes rolled back and tears spilled freely as his pubic curls brushed her lips and his heavy sac slapped against her chin with each powerful thrust of his hips.

Yet, she did not resist.

Instead, her fingers clutched at him and her muffled moans vibrated around his cock as she surrendered completely and let him use and claim her in whatever way he desired.

And through it all, unseen behind the pillar, a young daughter listened… and learned.