<b>x::x  Princess Leila  x::x</b><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">Not deterred by her sudden audience, if anything it pushed her closer to release. Lustful eyes remained locked on the flushed reflection in the mirror as she continued to message the erect breast through the thin material of the dress, her fingers thrusting faster within her until she finally released with a satisfied cry. The princess dainty pushed back a stray lock of her hair away from her sight with her clean hand. The other, now covered in her juices, extended to the maid expectantly while she turned her attention to the tiresome male.<br/>
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<b>â??Dear brother,â?</b> Beginning with aspiration, <b>â??It is not polite to enter a ladyâ??s room before she can even reply!â?</b> A rare scowl dawned her pretty little features at his accusation. <b>â??What nonsense are you sprouting, Daniel? I have never once <i>â??defiledâ??</i> anyone.â?</b> Which was true, since they were (soon enough) willing to her advances and always coming back for more to extent of being clingy, exactly why she went threw some many maids in a year. Corrupted, however, was another matter. <b>â??What is it you want anyway?â?</b>​</div>