Aiden's hand came down hard on the Queen's already-red ass with a loud, sharp crack that echoed through the royal bedchamber.
"AH—!" The Queen cried out, her body jerking forward from the impact. Her massive breasts swung heavily beneath her, slapping against each other.
Another brutal slap landed on the other cheek. Then another. And another.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
He didn't hold back. Each slap was full-force, deliberate, and punishing. Bright red handprints bloomed across her pale, plump flesh almost instantly. Her thick ass rippled and jiggled violently with every strike, the soft flesh quivering long after his hand left it.
"Stop—! Ahh! Sir—! That's—! Too hard—!" the Queen gasped between cries, but her pussy betrayed her completely. Every time his palm cracked across her ass, her walls clenched and fluttered greedily around his thick cock still buried deep inside her.
Aiden laughed darkly, never slowing the rhythm of his hips as he continued pounding her from behind.
