“ If I told those bastards that I will screw their mother in my tub, they wouldn’t have believed. “ Lasker honeys and as he brings his nose to sniff the scents on the Queens neck. On her face is a scowl and it’s obvious to Lasker that she has not found his words hospitable. “ They wouldn’t believe me huh.” He honeys, gazing at the bear breasts of the Queen and how firm they looked as if they had never been suckled by anyone before.

“ I haven’t come to share a shower with you neither have I come to be filled by your seeds.” She purrs, still gazing...