[he makes a quick prayer in thanks as he saunters over. His cock is already paying attention as he sits beside Francel to inspect him. ] I can see that... [he runs a hand up francel's chest, feeling the hardened nub under his palm atop the fabric. He traces the intricate metalwork with a finger- and seems as if he is about to touch francel's face as his hand goes to his thigh. ]
Are you wearing anything underneath? [he makes himself blush a bit with such a lewd question ]
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Are you wearing anything underneath? [he makes himself blush a bit with such a lewd question ]