Herald of Steel

This was really not surprising given how it was she who was doing all the heavy lifting all this time, bouncing up and down tirelessly. Compared to her Alexander has just been just lying there like a dead fish.

All her hard work had of course paid off, letting the lady reach peaks she never thought was possible, and that hunger she always had in her heart finally felt sated.

Hence despite feeling sore in almost every part of her lower body she was experiencing a sense of bliss yet known.

While for Alexander, seeing how he had managed to ravage this insatiable lady despite his weakened state, brought a sense of strange pride in him.

The aftermath of his destruction was still there for him to view and he marveled at how Lady Nanazin\'s white luscious flank had turned fully crimson, how her tender hole had basically turned to soapy ruin, and mostly amorous of all, how her pink rear hole was yet to close despite Alexander having taken his fist back for a while.

He could even see how her internal walls were twitching and moving there, while a lewd, concentrated smell of Lady Nanazin\'s body odor still diffused from there.

If Alexander had the energy, he would have surely taken that other tunnel for a spin.

For now though, he simply lay there slumped in his bed with droopy eyes, as he soon felt Lady Nanazin stir, at last getting off him.

The large butt parting ways meant Alexander could finally let his tired little brother get some fresh air, while soon as she disconnected, Lady Nanazin placed one of her hands over her stretched snatch, undoubtedly to try and stop any further spillage of the creamy gift.

Alexander had really done a number on her there and like her rear hole, the tired lady had trouble momentarily clamping it tight enough.

She then wobbled unsteadily to her feet, before silently getting down from the bed and reaching for the nearby chamberpot.

She really needed to go. In fact, if not for her last sliver of willpower, she might have already wetted the bed. A few drops had already leaked when she came just now.

But she managed to hold back the rest, feeling she was not ready for that kind of high level of play yet. She at least had that little bit of shame left in her.

Hence Lady Nanazin dragged her banged and battered body to the \'washroom\' even though each step caused immense pain to streak through her overworked thighs, her groin to ache like crazy for both her passageways felt incredibly sore, and most of all her luscious butt felt like it was on absolutely on fire, like she had been stung by a million bees.

Alexander silently watched the naked lady slowly saunter her way to the nearby pot, hand still over her crotch and her reddened rear slowly swaying in the air, before she squatted down and slowly removed her cover, finally emptying herself.

*Streammmmmm*

This was the first time Alexander had seen, or more especially heard Lady Nanazin pee. And he had to say, the current scenery was definitely pink enough for him- those meaty, slender legs spread wide, that luscious butt bearing the marks of his spanks and that subtle steaming hiss raising out of the pot, leaving no one to doubt its contents.

Alexander even imagined seeing a few large dollops of his gift suddenly spill out of her and drop onto the carpet below, causing the lady to let out a few moans of regret while trying to hurriedly close the opening.

Alexander desperately regretted not having a camera to capture this sultry moment for later. It would have certainly soothed him during some of his \'colder\' nights.

His thoughts were only broken when he too began to feel an urge from his bladder, as his body remembered it too had just woken up from sleep.

"Here!" And as if sensing his thoughts right away, Lady Nanazin was right there beside him to present him the special earther pot herself, kneeling down and lifting the thing up with her hands to make it easier for Alexander to aim.

The current scene made the man\'s heart strangely feel a tremendous sense of accomplishment.

And how could it not?

The queen of a mighty nation was right there on her knees, without a single thread on her, and was looking up at him like he was her god, with her bright, expectant eyes that were asking him to pee onto the vessel she was holding.

A vessel that she had just used and from which a faint aroma of ammonia was trickling out.

It had to be known that the handling and cleaning of the chamber pot was relegated to the lowest of the servants in the house, people who were sometimes considered equal to or even worse than slaves.

Hence for a noble lady to do such a thing, it was something unimaginable in this day and age.

The only other time Alexander had experienced this type of treatment was with Ophenia, who had her own bag of skeletons in her closets, not much unlike the current lady now.

Realizing this, Alexander suddenly found that he was superimposing her with Lady Nanazin who was in the exact same position.

And that suddenly made him recall that Ophenia had a great liking for \'golden water play\', and was constantly seeking various ways to make Alexander lighten himself using either her mouth or face, finding his taste addicting. She even regularly asked Alexander to empty inside. That had been till now denied due to Alexander\'s fears of hygiene and her catching an infection.

However, the upper part of the body was still fair game, and right now, Alexander\'s heart stirred a bit, imagining doing the same things with this queen as he did with his most beautiful wife.

Making her drink it or better yet drowning the regal queen in his golden shower. That would surely signify his conquest over her in every sense of the word.

Alexander was even pretty sure this would be nothing too out of the ordinary for the lady. Surely her extensive experience had to have some such water play in them.

But at the end of the day, this all became just a fleeting moment.

Tempting as it might have been to aim his little brother and give Lady Nanazin another reward for her efforts, this was hardly the appropriate time or place.

Such a thing would surely create too much of a mess around and she would definitely have to take a bath afterwards unless she wanted to stink like hell. Which, being the middle of winter, would be too big a hassle.

She might even fall ill, replacing him in the bed.

Thus Alexander decided to last aim his hose down on the pot instead, and as he let out his warm stream, he suddenly felt Lady Nanazin\'s scalding gaze descend right over it like she was observing every minute detail of the organ with the utmost curiosity, memorizing every tiny nook of it.

The scrutiny felt like Lady Nanazin was burning a hole into him.

Thus it came as quite a relief when Alexander\'s tank emptied out, and after quickly wiping himself down with a special linen cloth, he was back in his bed.

He was naturally accompanied by the curvy lady, who lay face to face, and without any warning,

*Chuppppp*, let her plump lips crash into him, flattening them against his and sending her tongue deep into his mouth.

In this session, they had done almost everything except a simple kiss. And it seemed Lady Nanazin was determined to get that done too, as squeezing herself closer to the point her abundant breasts crushed into Alexander\'s chiseled chest, she sucked and sucked him, drinking every bit of the man\'s saliva.

It was so tasty for her.

Alexander too did not dislike this arrangement, and especially found the soft mountain of flesh pleasantly cool, with the lady\'s soft areolas softly gliding over him, her nipples had already slipped back into slumber.

He could even feel the lady\'s quickened heartbeat.

So he reciprocated it, wrapping the lady closely in his arms and interlocking their limbs so that they almost became one.

And when Alexander began to caress all over her body, she felt as if all her fatigue was being washed away, its effect reaching its peak when they went over her large reached her ripe butt, Lady Nanazin purred.

She also wanted to say a of lot things to Alexander as they cuddled- such as just how worried she had been worried for him or how good the sex just now had been, or even how next time she wanted the same thing but with her ass.

However, she found her throat too croaked and her body too tired as the exhaustion of the past two days began to catch up to her.

Her eyes would begin to feel increasingly heavy and when Alexander covered themselves in a thick blanket, the cold winter atmosphere creating the perfect, cozy little bubble, she could only helplessly slip away into a deep slumber.