Once upon a time, in King Arthur's court, Michael the dragon keeper was in despair for he had an unhealthy obsession with the Queen's breasts. He wanted nothing more than to kiss and suck on those magnificent royal mounds. The desire was unhealthy due to the fact that if the King were to find out about his obsession, he would very soon find himself without a head. Either of them.
Desperate, he approached Horatio, the healer, with his problem. Horatio told him, “Give me 1000 gold pieces and you shall have your heart's desire.” Michael told him that if he delivered on his promise, he would certainly pay him afterwards.
So the very next day, Horatio went and put itching powder in the Queen's brassiere. Needless to say, the sight of the Queen itching and scratching her breasts was not a pleasant sight for the King, arousing though it was, so he sent for Horatio, the healer. Horatio examined the Queen and announced that she was afflicted with a rare disease and the only cure was a substance found in the saliva of none other than Michael, the dragon keeper!
So Michael was summoned to the King's court. Horatio slipped him the antidote to the itching powder and Michael spent a blissful hour sucking and licking and doing whatever he wanted with the Queen's tits.
Afterwards, when Horatio approached Michael for payment, Michael told him to get lost, for he knew very well that Horatio couldn't very well tell the King what had happened without getting himself into deep trouble. Angered Horatio went to the King's closet, found his loincloth (that's medireview for boxer shorts to you) and put a liberal amount of itching powder in it.
Once again, Michael, the dragon keeper was summoned to the King's court...
Desperate, he approached Horatio, the healer, with his problem. Horatio told him, “Give me 1000 gold pieces and you shall have your heart's desire.” Michael told him that if he delivered on his promise, he would certainly pay him afterwards.
So the very next day, Horatio went and put itching powder in the Queen's brassiere. Needless to say, the sight of the Queen itching and scratching her breasts was not a pleasant sight for the King, arousing though it was, so he sent for Horatio, the healer. Horatio examined the Queen and announced that she was afflicted with a rare disease and the only cure was a substance found in the saliva of none other than Michael, the dragon keeper!
So Michael was summoned to the King's court. Horatio slipped him the antidote to the itching powder and Michael spent a blissful hour sucking and licking and doing whatever he wanted with the Queen's tits.
Afterwards, when Horatio approached Michael for payment, Michael told him to get lost, for he knew very well that Horatio couldn't very well tell the King what had happened without getting himself into deep trouble. Angered Horatio went to the King's closet, found his loincloth (that's medireview for boxer shorts to you) and put a liberal amount of itching powder in it.
Once again, Michael, the dragon keeper was summoned to the King's court...
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