Princess Lana slightly bent on the bed, already naked as she lavised herself with the thought that finally after all those nights of planning and scheming with her handmaids, she was there right with him.
Right then she lay on bed with him, her face was on his face that was buried in bed. They were so close that she could already smell the fragrance of liquor in his breath but since the room was too dark, she could not see his face. However, his snores did tell her he was fast asleep and that no matter what she did to him right then, he simply would not be able to know.
Princess Lana dragged her body further to the man that there was no space left between their bodies but the man's clothes that were still on. Apart from the fragrance of liquor, he could also smell his manly sweats and ironically, instead of feeling discouraged, she found it more alluring. Smelling like a man who did all day's hard work only signifies how responsible he was.
