“Now it’s my turn,” said the king, leaning towards me.

He covered my lips with his and gently slipped his hot and wet tongue into my mouth. It seems to be gentle and as if neat, as if I were an innocent girl, and he was afraid to scare me. Although, it’s strange to kiss so gently when your erection clearly rests on the girl’s groin, simply declaring that you specifically want at that moment.

He was in no hurry, however.

He interrupted, gave a couple of short kisses to the corners of his lips, that I believed that I was his most valuable treasure, and carefully looked into my...