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Chapter 22 by hambo hambo

How does Ursula react to such praise?

With naked, dorky dancing in the hallway

Ursula leaps for joy as she loses herself in the moment.

As if inspired by the divine hand of Geod himself, the lewd, lascivious woman instantaneously starts to dance in the hallway out of sheer, untainted joy.

Of course, for someone as repressed as Ursula, who has spent Geod-knows how many years being the exact opposite of fun-loving and easy-going, her dance moves are, shall we say... a bit... special?

Ok, they make Elaine Benes look good, but hey, they come from the heart, alright?

Ursula flaps her arms like a chicken, as she awkwardly shakes her big, beautiful ass and bends her knees.

Her large, soft belly and pendulous, saggy breasts flop about in an adorkably cute manner as she quickly leaps back upright and raises her still-clenched fists into the air above her head.

Then she does stubby little kicks with her legs, like a drunk aunt or a dancer in physical therapy, while she wildly shakes her head, causing her loose, messy hair to spill about her shoulders and smack herself in the face.

Her eyes are closed during all of this of course, which undoubtedly proves to be a mistake when she hears Pardoo's shocked gasp.

Ursula's eyes shoot open as her face burns hotter and redder than the inferno.

Pardoo is standing directly in front of her, slack-jawed and still clenching her sexed-up bar of soap in his hand.

What's next?

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