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One of the virtues of a King is the ability to evaluate a situation gay teen male swiftly and make decisions accordingly. The three of them could lament their situation the whole evening or... “If that’s your real wish, my Queen, it could be arranged!” Even Guinevere, always so quick-witted, needed a couple of minutes to read into the double entendre of his words. Could it be? Not her serious Arthur! But then she looked at his face, his scrutinizing look, and there was more. Yes, there had been a passion gay teen male in his voice, a passion she felt from him such a long time ago she couldn’t even remember. When did he exchange his usual tenderness for passion? Something must be happened the last months, the last weeks... And then, with the intuition of a loving spouse, Guinevere knew... Oruale gay teen male, of course, it must be Oruale! In one gay teen male of her last talks with Arthur he mentioned her husband was dying and his concerns about the Saxon threat and the necessity to move the women and children to Camelot temporarily. Inside she smiled. How fortunate Arthur found just the right woman to console him through these gruesome times. She should be grateful to Oruale. It seemed Arthur had a revived passion for her, just now, just at this impossible moment. Guinevere had secretly watched Oruale in the past; she knew how passionate her lady in waiting was in her surrender. Arthur would have acquired new desires, wicked desires. Guinevere blushed and rose. “I wish it my King, allow me to leave and prepare myself for your pleasure...” Lancelot looked bewildered, feeling an outsider in this spousal exchange of thoughts he couldn’t comprehend. Arthur came to his help. “You can retire too, sir Lancelot, and present the Queen as she wants to.”

When they had left Arthur undressed and waited comfortably in a simple housecoat. He didn’t have to wait too long before Guinevere and Lancelot entered the room. They both had changed to comfortable housecoats. Only Guinevere had applied the creams, lady’s of the court gay teen male used to apply to beautify gay teen male themselves. Arthur couldn’t hide his emotions seeing her again as he remembered her. “Join me, Lancelot, stand at my right side as usual.” Lancelot hesitatingly complied, still not grasping completely what was going on. He only had followed the directions to undress, put on a comfortable dress and joined her afterwards. Only now, next to Arthur, he could look at her at ease. Guinevere never seemed more beautiful, more regal, and more confident what to do. She approached the two men, alternately looking at them, until she stood just before them. “How can we be at your service, my Queen?” Arthur asked, his voice trembling in emotion. “My lords, I love you both, more than myself. I wish I could make love to you both.” Only then Lancelot understood the true implications of the words the spouses exchanged earlier. He felt a relief beyond measure. Arthur, his friend, had accepted their shameful past and decided to move on. “I serve at the pleasure of my Queen! What about you Lancelot?” “I serve at the pleasure of my Queen!” Lancelot said firmly. He saw gay teen male Arthur raising his arm, placing it on Guinevere’s right shoulder gay teen male and instinctively synchronized his movement to her left shoulder. When Guinevere uttered a gay teen male sigh of expectation gay teen male it was like a sign to slide her dress from gay teen male her shoulders and gay teen male like a marble statue Guinevere was unveiled, her body shining in all its alabaster nudity. At such close range Guinevere almost could feel their gaze caress her body; Arthur deeply reflective and passionate, Lancelot eager and full of energy. Poor knight, he felt so guilty he never mustered up the courage to approach her bedroom at night again. “Let me inspect your weapons, my lords!” Arthur immediately downed his housecoat, followed by Lancelot. Their stabbing weapons presented themselves in fine condition. Compared with Lancelot’s, Arthur’s sword was shorter, but made quite an impression by the tremendous width at its basis. Of course the King always had a certain priority and Guinevere started to work on the cock she was so familiar with. It stood so firm on its broad base. Even the uncircumcised gay teen male purple strawberry at the top was so fat, it had trouble to come free itself from its gay teen male enclosure. Guinevere knew exactly the remedy that would give him the most pleasure. Lovingly she closed her lips just under the prepuce, tenderly pushing the foreskin over the convex surface of his glans with the velvety pressure of her lips. She licked and sucked under the sensitive ridge, knowing how gay teen male much this would excite him. Arthur desperately tried to extend his pleasure, to show how much he was in control of himself. He didn’t have a chance! Just at the right moment her lips engulfed him completely, starting a sucking pumping motion that set him off immediately. Bellowing loud Arthur let his hot seed flow in her warm hospital gay teen male mouth. Smiling almost triumphantly Guinevere looked up to him, a small stream of sperm flowing down from the corner of her mouth.