#Chapter182
Marked
/"You just had to ask, Princessa./" He lays back, kicking out the sheets from under him as he does so, and pushes them down the bed. I sit up and yank my side back too, to aid him in his endeavors and get under them so he can pull his over him and then I slide up onto him. I carefully crawl up, no shyness about being this way, and straddle him over the area his hips are, so I don't sit on his now no longer erect manhood. I'm sure he wouldn't appreciate my squashing it when it's 'sensitive'
