Humiliate herself, no hesitation.

“Fine… I’ll do it.” Roxanne peeps out, her voice scarcely more than a squeak as her cheeks go red.

“What was that?” Prince Alder asks just to tease the bottomless bandit girl, having heard her perfectly well. He lets his gaze drift toward her dripping muff for a second.

“I said I’ll do it!” She screams, slamming both hands over her (unreasonably wet) crotch. “A‘hem. I’ll do your gross fantasy, so get dancin’ Sugardick. And put yer’ arse into it!”

Candyfloss loses his smug smile as he matches her eyes, realizing that she‘s still eyeing his dick; he tries and utterly fails to hide the juicy appendage without his hands, and begs his bodyguard, “Why are you such a dirty woman!? ”

“It’s not so much that I luv yer’ pecker as it is I like you…” but if you don’t make that big thing bounce, yer’ stayin’ nude~

The naked prince does a mortifying dance routine for his bottomless bandit, swinging his meat for her eyes to devour; jiggling his ass, and spinning while Roxanne wolf-whistles and drools over him. A couple times in this shameful (yet sexy) display, poor Candyfloss tries to stop, only for his overbearingly horny girlfriend to **** him back to entertaining her perverted side.

“Y-you owe me one for this!” He says with a desperation to be clothed once more.

She gives him kisses on all four cheeks, plays with his oversized wiener, and teases her hapless, bound beau about how shy he is for at least seven eternities. It’s only once Alder has far surpassed his limit of embarrassment, that Roxanne shows mercy. “Hahahaha! Thanks you so much fer’ that show, Sugardick~ now let’s getcha out of yer’ binds.”

But, as the buxom bandit unties her bashful boyfriend, her face falls. “Wait… oh shite, this’s bad, like— real bad.”

“Huh!? What’s bad?” Alder asks, flabbergasted that their day of embarrassment and misfortune could get any worse. At least he can put his hands over his dick now.

The curvy, pant-less girl tries to find the right words for their new situation, seemingly unconcerned about her own half-nakedness even while Candyfloss peeps down her bodice. She gives a quick blush as her cleavage becomes a target for her boyfriend’s gaze, saying, “Well, um, ya’ see…”