“A-ah, Ariela, I think I’m close!” Belind called out, his voice high pitched, his body writing, a hand supporting his weight, wrapped up in the sheets of his bed, the other wrapped in Sophia’s pretty blonde hair, pushing her deeper, into his throat. Japanese sex Ariela let out a little sigh and put her hands on her hips, “Belind, darling, you know that isn’t true. “To marry you, of course.”
Atrin would forever cherish the expression that crossed Ariela’s face, a confused mix of shock and fury from the words and the manner in which she had spoken them, her mouth open, her eyes going wide then squinting, her brows furrowed, “Why… What would make you think I would want to marry someone like you?”
Sophia let out an exasperated sigh as if she had already explained herself a thousand times and was repeating herself to a particularly dense servant, “Because we both get what we want.
