Power stone guys☺️☺️☺️
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Finally, Mila collapsed onto the bed, a defeated and disheveled mess. Despite her disarray, her well-kept golden hair still retained an air of nobility. It was somewhat satisfying to see her silenced, at least for the moment.
"I was planning to leave honestly if I lost, but it seems that won't happen," I remarked, my tone tinged with a touch of resignation.
"Heh... heh..." Mila's breaths came out in ragged gasps as she struggled to compose herself.
"From now on, when I want to see, I'll confidently go check out your panties. Got it?" I stated firmly, determined to establish my authority.
Mila remained silent, her expression unreadable.
"Answer me," I insisted, seeking acknowledgment.
"Why... would you... want to see... underwear... in the first place..." Mila questioned, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.
