Rosie was indeed more chubby than most girls. When the others had a slim figure, his wife had a beautiful sand hourglass figure. Rosie was also not too tall. She was only to his chest, which made the girl very adorable.
However, with a body like that, it could overwhelm Aslan. Rosie wasn't afraid to jump off the second floor at all, or run around the palace. Rosie's stomach wasn't flat either. It had the little fat folds that Aslan liked so much. It was warm and soft as Aslan buried his face in it.
His hand squeezed one of Rosie's breasts. He was so satisfied to see Rosie's expression, as if she was holding something back.
"Aslan… do it… please… I can't stand it anymore," the girl begged because she felt a strange sensation in her body.
Aslan just mumbled. He was still enjoying the girl's breasts. Yet, his other free hand fell down to pull off the girl's panties over her legs and put them aside.
