[ The expression on her face doesn't change. Quietly, calmly, Alys Rivers stands atop her bed, looking down at the boy prince with a growing, secret little smile.
It is easy to pull on the sash, to let the fine fabric spread open, to let it fall from her shoulders. Alys Rivers, with her full, heavy breasts, her wide hips.
Madam Rivers, falling down without a sound, straddling his hips, looking as comfortably as a cat sitting there. ]
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Date: 2024-07-10 02:16 am (UTC)It is easy to pull on the sash, to let the fine fabric spread open, to let it fall from her shoulders. Alys Rivers, with her full, heavy breasts, her wide hips.
Madam Rivers, falling down without a sound, straddling his hips, looking as comfortably as a cat sitting there. ]