Marrying the Young Miss

Marrying the Young Miss
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"Ahahha you lousy lady, it's me William! I'm not Daniel!" disputing Wiliam.


Brugh.


His second body collapsed on the sofa, with Wiliam's arm bearing Stefani's head.


Whether who started, to both now plain without a thread, each other pours their desires. Tasting the paradise of the world this is not the first time for Stefani and also William.


Until the two bodies fell and collapsed by hugging each other.


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A bright sun crept into the window of the room which Daniel now had his curtain open.


"Morning darling!" greet Daniel, as soon as he saw there was movement from under the thick blanket that covered the plain body of Elis.


"Emmmmhhhhh is it morning? What time is it?" Elis pulled her hand up, stalling freely with her two lazy beautiful eyes to open.


"Nine o'clock in the morning!" Daniel grabbed a glass of warm milk that was on the table for Elis.


"What's? In seriously? Why not ----"


Elis rose from his sleep.


Srooots.


The blanket that had covered his plain body was now melorottt, featuring his plain upper body with two twin mounds hanging freely without a covering cloth.


Elis glared sharply, when he found some purplish marks at some point on the body without gaps. Making Elis yell with both hands scratching his head in frustration.


"Danieeeeel brazen you, what are you doing to my smooth skin! Don't know you, this treatment is not cheap Daniel!"


Elis immediately grabbed the blanket back, and covering his upper body, he peeked again at the bottom he was sitting on.


"Huh I think we've been through a hot night, but thank God!" muttered Elis who thought if there were no blood spots, it meant they did nothing more overnight.


Daniel frowned, looking at Elis with a faint smile on his lips, surely Elis thought that he and I were doing nothing more! You're wrong baby, I've taken the most precious thing from you, and it's my right to enjoy it.


"What are you thinking?" ask Daniel who is standing next to Elis.


"No one, just want to know!" ketus Elis with a lazy look at Daniel, last night I must have just been dreaming. But why does my body seem to crumble like this! Like falling from a height. Maybe I'm just tired from yesterday's show!


Elis brushed off all the bad prejudices in her heart. Assume that last night was just a dream and not a real thing.


Elis just shook his head.


"Let's drink your milk while it's still warm!" daniel said warmly.


Elis stared intently at the glass of white milk that was thrust at him, with bad and good thoughts that were now milling around in Elis' head. Which made him even more dizzy when he thought about it.


Don't drink Elis, it could be mixed something. And you'll be lulled and do it again.


Did what? Nothing is going on between you, no spotting under you, it means Daniel is not asking for your rights! You're still a saint, Elis!


Don't believe it, he's lying. Daniel must have replaced the sheet with a new one. Remember the color of the bed, different!


Elis, even if you give her your chastity it's a reward for you, it's the same you gave her rights as your husband!


"Aakkkkh go you guys!" Elis scratched his head in frustration.


"Hey! I just told you to drink this milk! What did I tell you to hem?" daniel's guest by stroking Elis' shoulder.


"Anxuating!" grouse Elis.


Elis grabbed a glass of warm white milk from Daniel's hand, then drank it until the contents were now toilet, moving to fill Elis's oesophagus that looked arid.


"Well, what else?" Daniel observes the empty glass in his hand.


"No, that's enough for me! I'm gonna take a shower!" Elis pursed his lips.


"Let me carry!" Daniel put the empty glass on the table.


"No need, I can go to the bathroom by myself." Elis had not yet shifted his legs to get off the bed. Daniel carried it first.


"Yahoo!" peekkit Elise.


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