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• You're an adult aren't you Teyla?

I nodded, at that moment I wanted to belong to him so much my body wanted him with all its might, I was panting.

I nodded, unable to speak, and I felt my face flush with shame. My body continued to react to his caress, and I couldn't deny my desire for him.

Mr. Goupil finally released me, and I slowly stood up, my legs trembling. I felt the burning of my buttocks and I knew that I looked red and swollen.

• sorry Mr. Goupil I would do anything to belong to you I blush sorry that you forgive me.

he had a knowing smile took my hand and pulled me towards the bedroom, I was short of breath with a hope that I consciously refused.

In front of the bed he said to me.

• undress

His voice was husky, and his desire for me was palpable. I felt so embarrassed, but at the same time, I wanted him, I wanted to feel him inside me. I really wanted him.

I began to move slowly, unbuttoning my blouse, then sliding it down my arms. I let my bra fall to my feet, my body throbbing with desire.

Mr. Goupil watched me, standing with his arms crossed, I could feel his gaze roaming my bare back, following the small of my back, examining me. I felt the heat and humidity in my lower abdomen, and I felt ashamed for the second time that day. I knew I was dark red, I was certain of it.

I began to unhook my underwear, feeling the extra weight as my stomach swayed sensually.

I let my thong slide down my legs, feeling the cold air on my bare skin. Mr. Goupil let out a slight growl, his gaze intensifying as if he were unable to look away from me. I felt ****, exposed, but at the same time, I felt alive, as if my body was finally free of all the inhibitions that held me back.

Mr. Goupil took a step forward, his eyes moving down my body, lingering on my breasts, my hips, my thighs. I shivered as his gaze felt like a physical caress, my skin bristling under the intensity of his examination. He stopped right in front of me, so close that I could feel the heat of his body, the scent of his aftershave. He raised his hand and touched my chin, turning my face towards his.

• ready to do anything to make you forgive him he asked questioningly?

I nodded, my eyes fixed on his, unable to look away. His hand lightly squeezed my chin, and I felt a shiver run through my body. He moved closer, his warm breath brushing my lips. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my entire body straining towards him.

• Yes, Mr. Goupil, I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He gave a slight smile, and his gaze intensified.

He gave a slight smile, and his gaze intensified.

His mouth brushed mine, a light touch that sent shivers through my body. I felt my heart race, my breath catch, as his warm, soft lips explored mine. The kiss was gentle, almost shy, but it held a promise of passion and possession that made me shudder. Mr. Goupil slowly deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing mine, and I felt myself melt under his caress.