Summary
<Update: Sunday & Wednesday>
“Do you always dress like that and breastfeed my son?”
“This, this is, Your Highness……!”
The woman’s lower lip, hidden by the backlight, is pressed against the neat teeth and crushed.
The front of Ricardo Harrington, known as the Sword of the Empire, twitched.
He wanted to rub his lips against the lips of the nanny who was shyly avoiding his gaze.
Not even noticing the deep pink areolas on her pure white skin,
He just wanted to make a mess of that innocent woman who was holding her full breasts with her arms as if supporting them.
Every time his gaze shifted, he wanted to spread those obscene legs that were rubbing their thighs inside the thin one-piece dress,
and roughly dig inside.
“Please forgive me, Your Highness. Forgive me…….”
The woman trembled. Does she know that the mound between her thighs and the bushes are shaking with that trembling?
“Come here.”
Ricardo licked his lips with his tongue as if he couldn’t stand it anymore.