Downwards, it was the thin, narrow, soft little waist, the bare, flat belly, and the slim, slender legs.
The panting in his ears brought him back from his trance, Vernon realized that his hand had already grasped the softness with force, squeezing it out of shape, holding the tenderness in his palm all the time with his big hand, squeezing out the engorged breast flesh on the edges of his fingertips.
Coldly being teased by him like this, Rosemary let out a chant unconsciously.
The skin was so soft and slippery that he couldn't help but pick it up, holding the other side of the gigantic breasts, his forefinger and middle finger moved slightly, the beads of the breasts clamped in between were ravaged accordingly, kneading and playing with it at different angles, the beads of the breasts turned reddish and incomparable.
"Master Vernon, please… please stop." Rosemary used her last sense of consciousness to try to stop what he was doing, but in vain.
"Rosemary, you need to focus on the maze. Look, then you will need to hide under the plum tree to avoid getting caught by the stone soldiers." Vernon's voice did not shake a bit, it was almost it was not him touching the beads of Rosemary's breast.
His left hand was still covering Rosemary's breast, and his right hand moved towards Rosemary's leg.
He lifted the hem of her skirt above her knees. Fingers continued to shuttle between her two pieces of wet flesh, from time to time with the belly of the finger gently inside the small slit of flesh, the most delicate private parts of the girl, the first time by the man this kind of ravage, itchy feeling a burst after a burst of surging, so that Rosemary was at a loss, could only two hands grabbed the side of the table moaned out.
Vernon, on the other hand, was quietly admiring Rosemary's lustful face, and one of his hands explored the center of her legs, recklessly kneading the girl's flesh private parts.
Vernon took advantage of Rosemary's lost concentration, had explored the finger to her private parts up and down slide, his fingers like a general with electricity, touched the place, were numb itchy.
Vernon saw Rosemary's two cheeks scarlet panting constantly, this kind of emotional reaction, would be more vigorous in her two pieces of shell meat between the shuttle wandering, lewd water flow more and more, not only will the two pieces of pink shell meat all wet, even his fingers have been slippery wet and unbearable.
He put two fingers gently into the honey hole, which was tightly narrowed by only a small slit; it seemed that even his fingers could not slip inside.
Fortunately, her body was sensitive, and now her private parts had long been flooded with obscene water, and his fingers were stained with love liquid. The Alpha Vampire used his index finger to rub a few times outside the honey hole, and then gently inserted his finger into her honey hole inch by inch.
After noticing something intruding, Rosemary, who had just been touched in a state of confusion, instantly came to her senses.
"Master Vernon. Don't! Uhh… it hurts…"
Rosemary struggled to get up, wanting to stop Vernon, but she witnessed his slender fingers penetrating inch by inch into her private parts that had never been touched by outsiders.
He looked at her with a smile, his brows and eyes all doting, but his fingers did not hesitate to pump in and out of her in front of her.
The feeling of pain was gradually replaced by pleasure, as soon as Rosemary opened her mouth, it was a hoarse sound of heightened lust, she herself was shocked.
"Don't what? Rosie, I think you really like the feeling of being penetrated by me, listen." Vernon said these shameful words, and deliberately increased the strength of his pumping.
The sound of plopping water immediately resounded throughout the room, Rosemary could see when she looked down, Vernon's fingers were pumping back and forth inside her honey hole, the lewd water below her was splashing everywhere.
With Vernon's rapid finger thrusting, her moans were more and more delicate and lustful, rationally she very much wanted to push him away, but the body was sinking in this overwhelming pleasure and could not pull itself out.
Sensory and visual doubled stimulation, so that the pleasure rushed more and more intensive, as the Alpha Vampire's fingertip touched a particular spot and kept pressing on it, suddenly a burst of tightness in the honey hole, her body shivered like an electric shock, body tense, chaos in front of her eyes, she wanted to scream but her throat was choked and could not send out a sound. She could only tightly grasp the table with her fingers.
When the pleasure subsided, Rosemary's body was drained of all strength, collapsed in the Alpha Vampire's arms.
The room was overwhelmed with the scent of Rose and Whisky mixing together. The combination of rose and whisky was both intoxicating and evocative, stirring a sense of nostalgia and longing. It was a scent that hinted at clandestine meetings, whispered secrets, and passionate encounters. It was a scent that whispered of forbidden desires, of love and longing, of the darkly seductive allure of the night.
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Rosemary forgot how she went back to her room. She fainted after what happened in the Alpha Vampire's room and once she woke up, she found herself lying on her own bed.
But she remembered the words the Alpha Vampire whispered to her ears when he put her on the bed.
"Rosie, do not play with my patience again."
The Alpha Vampire's words lingered in Rosemary's ears like a haunting melody. His voice, deep and resonant, echoed in her mind, each syllable etching itself into her memory. His words were like daggers, piercing her heart and leaving behind trails of pain.
The first rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains painted Rosemary's room in a warm, dappled glow, the gentle morning light a stark contrast to the darkness that had consumed her the night before. Rosemary stirred from her slumber, her mind still hazy and her body feeling heavy with the remnants of the previous night's events.
Remnants of the Alpha Vampire's presence hung in the air, a lingering scent of roses and whisky, a reminder of the encounter that had left her shaken and confused. The Alpha Vampire's words, spoken in a low, hypnotic voice, echoed in her ears, a constant reminder of the power he held over her, the control he exerted over her destiny.
Rosemary sat up in bed, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind racing to piece together the fragmented memories of the night before. She recalled the intoxicating aroma of the roses, the richness of the aged whisky, the Alpha Vampire's piercing green eyes, the seductive intensity of his gaze.
Rosemary rose from her bed, her resolve hardening.
"Just four more tests."
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