Nemezis Queen - FIRST GOLDEN SHOWER

The anticipation was almost too much to bear for him as he knelt before the divine Nemezis Queen. She was the embodiment of everything he craved, and now she was about to grant him a wish he had longed for since his earliest fantasies: a golden shower straight into his mouth. His heart raced as she slowly unbuttoned her skirt, revealing the damp patches that betrayed her arousal. His nostrils filled with her intoxicating scent, a heady mixture of sex and power. When she finally stood before him, completely naked save for a pair of glistening high heels, he felt himself about to explode.

"Tell me, slave," she purred, running her long fingers through his soft curls. "Are you ready for your first golden shower?"

He could only nod frantically, his whole body trembling with need. She smiled, an evil glint in her eye that made him shudder with delight. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the floor, her perfect round ass hovering just above his face. He could feel the warmth radiating from her body, and he found himself gasping for air as he waited for what felt like an eternity. When she finally squatted over his face, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He opened his mouth wide, ready to receive his reward.

With a sultry groan, Nemezis Queen opened her sweet juicy pussy, revealing her swollen, quivering clit. The musky scent of her arousal was almost overwhelming, and he couldn't wait to taste it. "You better make me cum, slave," she warned him, hitting her thigh against his lips. "Or you'll be sorry." He could feel her heat against his face, and he knew that he had to make her cum or suffer the consequences. So he tongued her sweet slit, tracing the outline of her pussy lips with the tip of his tongue. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking wildly.

His efforts were rewarded when he felt her walls begin to tremble around his tongue. She was getting close! And then, without warning, she erupted. He felt the deluge of hot, golden nectar raining down onto his face and into his open mouth. Her screams of pleasure vibrated against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He lapped up every drop, never ceasing to worship her with his tongue. When she finally climaxed, he felt her body go limp, and he knew that she was satisfied.

Slowly, she pulled away from him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Good boy," she purred, leaning in to place a tiny kiss on his forehead. "Now it's my turn to taste you." And with that, she lowered herself onto his face once again, her perfect pussy only inches from his hungry mouth. He knew that this was his chance to prove himself worthy of her, and he eagerly awaited her command. He was hers, body and soul, and he would do anything to please her.