"Call Princess!"
"My Princess, can you forgive ?"
She said, "Fine, you look sincere, I’ll forgive you for now."
When the truth erged, it confird my expectations. Lily appeared cold on the surface, but I knew she had a warm heart inside; that was always evident to .
"Does this necklace look good on ?" she asked.
"It looks great; it shines because of you."
Flattery was inexpensive and can easily capture a woman’s affection.
"Don’t take it off in the future. When I’m not around, touching it will remind you of ."
"Your words are sweet. How many girlfriends have you had?"
Her expression suddenly turned serious.
"None, none at all!"
I wouldn’t dare to tell the truth in front of her, especially considering she had never been in a relationship and hoped her partner was the sa.
"Do you think I’m naive? You kiss so expertly, so smoothly with the ladies, obviously experienced!"
"I said I haven’t!" I scoffed. "Haven’t you watched romantic dramas? Can’t I learn from them?"
"What are you learning from them?"
"Just to be able to kiss you one day!"
I scored a hundred with that line.
"What are you always thinking about?"
"Is missing you an illness?"
"If it is, then I don’t mind being incurable!" I said.
She covered her face with her hands. "What are you saying? It’s unbearable to listen to."
This tsundere, this sub, pretending to be innocent, damn! The more she resisted, the more I felt compelled to tease her. It was actually quite amusing, and as we grew closer, I realized I might not see this side of her anymore.
"I’m speaking from the heart." I held her hands. "Look into my eyes."
Her gaze was timid. "What are you going to do?"
"From today, you are mine. I’ve marked you, you’re on my ship, and there’s no getting off. I won’t allow it, understand?"
"Who do you think you are, so domineering?" She said, "I can get off the ship whenever I want."
I pushed the dishes aside and pressed her against the table. "No ans no. You are a prisoner on my ship forever!" She gasped, "I won’t listen to you."
Not listening won’t help!
"It seems I haven’t marked you enough!"
Before I could finish, she exclaid, "Ah, stop; if you keep going, I won’t be able to show my face tomorrow."
I chuckled, "Then I’ll mark you where it’s not visible!"
I leaned down, tirelessly stamping my William seal.
After a busy fifteen minutes, countless stamps covered her, and I felt proud looking at the dals I’d awarded myself. Her collarbone and her neck were all covered in stamps. And so in unseen places.
Lily pouted, displaying a mix of shyness and excitent, a touch of resentnt, and the satisfaction of feeling controlled. Her face portrayed a jumble of emotions, illuminated by the soft lighting, creating a sense of attraction and resistance.
I was eager to act, feeling aroused and struggling to restrain myself.
"William, you rascal. I... how can I face anyone like this?"
She took out a small mirror, looking at the stamps, her eyes misty. It seed like she was blaming and being coquettish at the sa ti.
"What are you afraid of? You usually wear shirts, who’s going to see them? Just use so concealer on your neck," I said nonchalantly.
"But what if soone sees them? It would be so embarrassing!"
She covered her face again, but didn’t notice her skirt had ridden up. Those fair, slender legs were a sight to behold, especially since she wasn’t wearing stockings.
I couldn’t resist the sight of her crystal-clear toes painted with pink nail polish. I found myself removing her heels, holding her feet in my hands, and gently playing with them. I noticed her slender feet for the first ti, surprisingly petite and delicate, easily fitting into one hand, and without any strange odor.
"William, stop tickling my foot, it’s so itchy..."
I paid no attention to her words and instead focused on her other foot, which was plump and fascinating. Looking up, I couldn’t help but gulp. "Too beautiful, too captivating."
I reached out to gently stroke her foot, moving upwards from the bottom. In no ti, I had moved past the knee.
Lily let out a soft, stifled moan, her previously coiled hair now scattered on the dining table, hanging loosely. Her delicate hands weakly grabbed my wrist. "William, could you please retract your invading fingers?"
With a mischievous smirk, I teased, "Do you want to stop now?" My hand continued its upward movent.
"Spread your legs. I want to play with your vagina," William said, forcefully spreading her labia that were tightly clamped under her thighs. His right index finger inserted a small section into her vagina, gently stirring.
Feeling the insertion of his finger, Lily nervously exclaid, "William, don’t."
Despite her words, the slightly satisfying pleasure made Lily unable to help but slightly open her thighs, arching her hips to et his finger.
William’s right index finger took over Lily’s bright red vagina. He continued sucking her left nipple as he unabashedly and forcefully fondled her vaginal opening.
Lily’s legs alternated between opening and closing, her mouth and nose unconsciously emitting moans.
At that mont, William’s fingers vigorously kneaded and pressed her labia.
Lily’s vagina was getting wetter and warr, secreting a ton of love juices.
William’s fingers went deeper and deeper.
Lily was starting to feel overwheld, urgently crying out, "William, it’s so itchy, so uncomfortable, please stop, okay?"
She tried to stop him, but his fingers kept penetrating her, and her love-juice-filled vagina was still contracting. With his mouth sucking on her left nipple, William suddenly switched to his middle finger, fully inserting it into her, causing her to tremble. A surge of love juice instantly gushed out, flowing down his finger and her smooth thighs.
Lily let out a cry as William began thrusting forcefully with his middle finger. Her vagina imdiately contracted sharply, enveloping his finger.
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