Tania attacked his core violently, in her shaking that was seducing. Beads sparkle like pearls, equivalent to the sweat that flows down their bodies.
Groaned, Stefanus endured her moving hips, which did not stop giving him the pressure, that he had recently felt throughout his life.
'Turns out this is awesome!' he thought confusedly, glaring when he was in the right spot. Under the troser, he felt her hidden moist, which might feel soft and warm, at least that's what his friends told him.
And at this moment he wants to prove it. The oaths and promises he held slowly faded away, like smoke or dew in the sun.
The seconds when he wanted to get up and become a knight who holds the oath, he just hesitated to do something else. His hands found his grabs, which contained her jelly fat, hidden behind the lace of the dress.
