“Ahh…Prince…” I moaned and murmured as my eyes widened in shock.
His hands skillfully slipped under the coat that I had on. I knew that I should look away from the mirror and the illicit scene that I saw unfolding there, but I just couldn’t look away. His hand disappeared under my clothes and then I felt the heat of his hand cupping my breasts through the very thin fabric of the dress that I had on.
“Prince…Leonard…” I whimpered.
“Call me Leo. How many times do I need to tell you that?” he reminded me with a hint of disapproval in his tone.
I could tell that he wasn’t really mad at me and that he would probably forgive me even if he was when I started moaning his name.
“Leo…Leo…Ahhh” I moaned his name over and over again as his hands worked to pleasure my breasts.
