The Steamy Forbidden Affair

Princess Annabelle of England sat in her bed chamber one*evening in late 1871 and watched as super classed snobs arrived at the palace ready to eat her food, drink her wine from the window. They made her sick.The door opened and her busty French maid called Marie stepped in."Marie, how many times do I have to tell you," Princess Annabelle said, irritably. "Always knock before you come in."The French maid curtsed, "Sorry, your highness, but a gentleman wishes to see you," she said, her French accent was thick.A tall man wearing a black hat, jacket and trousers entered the room. He was in his thirties. The princess immediately recognised him. "Hello Princess Annabelle," he said, smiling."Lord Harris, what are you doing here?" Princess Annabelle was startled to see him. She wore her purple off the shoulder dress where the corset dug too tightly into her. Her long curly brown hair was piled on top of her head."It comes no surprise that the king of güvenilir bahis France wants to propose to you. He wishes to meet with you," he explained. His eyes lowered down to her heaving bosoms and felt arousal. He stepped closer to her and touched her face and she stepped back."You can tell your king I shall do no such thing. And if you ever lay a finger on me again I'll throw you to the wolves," she threatened, her brown eyes blazing angrily.Lord Harris chuckled and then left. "Are you alright, your highness?" Marie asked.Princess Annabelle nodded and couldnt help but to notice how pretty Marie was and how her boobs spilling out of her dress was making a weird sensation down in her panties. As she stared more at her maid's boobs the more the sensation grew. She didn't understand what it was. Princess Annabelle sat down on her bed slowly and her sexy maid rushed to her side with a bowl of cold water and a cloth.Marie soaked the cloth güvenilir bahis siteleri in the water and dabbed at her majesty's forehead. "You are burning up, I'll go get the doctor," she said about to leave when the princess grabbed her left arm. She looked at her and their eyes met and she felt something towards her majesty that she hadn't felt before; the feeling was something she had felt before but was trying to deny it.*She too felt a weird feeling down below in her groin. But unlike her majesty, Marie knew what it was. It was a sexual arousal sensation. She was physically attracted to her highness. Princess Annabelle took in Marie's appearance blonde curls pinned back in a bun, blue eyes, sweet and innocent look. No more than seventeen she guessed. She was no older than her at twenty years old. She felt the sensation grow even more until she felt wetness inside her panties. "Oh, god!" she cried."What is it?" She stood up "Close iddaa siteleri the door now and lock the door," she ordered.Marie nodded and closed the door and locked it then came rushing back to her side.Princess Annabelle pulled up the big, puffy skirt of her dress, "Are my panties wet? Is there something wrong?" she asked panicking.Marie gulped nervously and looked her highness's panties and felt the sensation of arousal grow more and more until she too felt wet down below. She made an impulsive move and touch her highness's pussy hearing her majesty cry out in a combination of shock and pleasure.Princess Annabelle jumped back and fell on top of her bed.She couldn't take it any longer. Marie couldn't deny the feelings she had for the princess. She was so god damn beautiful and sexy. She wanted her badly. Marie slowly climbed on top of her on the bed and they both stared into each other's eyes feeling sexual tension between them."Marie, what are you..?" Princess Annabelle asked softly. Feeling herself wanting to be kissed, touched and fucked by this sexy French maid.Her left hand went up and underneath the princess's dress and ran slowly up her thigh and touched her soaking wet pussy.