The Luna's Yellow Dress

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s my room, almost as if the rain outside has got her dru

next to it, refusing to move further into my room, refusing to beli

aven't just wet my car seat, Celine, I think to myself, you'

indow to see if he isn't already parked outside, searching for the missing Lun

esses and we frolick on my bed? This random thought makes my loins warm. It gets me further confused. It's like a gift you don't know

I do w

into my space. Truth be told, I don't give a damn about Alpha Desmond anymore. He can go hit his head on a wall or eat a pile of shit for all I care. This woman right here fully belongs to me, as determined

ne says absentmindedly, throwing her h

k her, refusing to make Desmond, or what

offhandedly. "You must have some female cl

chelors. Sadly, I fall into the stereotype. "I might have," I repl

se wet clothes are going to make

hey die every time they have sex with the queen bees. The way it works is that a drone bee, or a male, falls in love with the queen and flies alongside her. He gets horny mid-flight and decides to mate, inserting his endophallus, a sort of mini-penis,

ht will be. Why's having sex with a q

my endophallus seem to be rising, stretching like solid rod in my trousers. As the luna tries to change her clothes in my room, will I be there? Will she ask me to sta

its own, and you'll have to speak with yours to remain limp and flaccid in situations like

o Celine doesn't catch view of any accidental bulge between my legs. Without waiting for

me. "Thanks." A disappoin

d the exit, hopefully going outside to give my penis the freedom to express itsel

oming in from inside. She must be changing now. The future Luna, whose body only the alpha is permitted to stare at,

s later, s

and ask, "Ma

," sh

isn't putting on any bra, and Suzy's gown happens to have a somewhat large and open neckline. I can

iggles. "Your sister has

ll her the Luna wore her gown. Although I can't really tell for sure what my sister's reaction will be hundred percent of

n the tiles. I figure I must find something to help

own. In truth, I was only going for the gown. She bares her teeth at me. "Women stuff." Now that she'

got up my feet. The conversation with my dick gets intense as I walk to the section I use

thes into it. "I'll just hand them to the cleaners soon a

nd she's right. It'

be on

ve to dr

stepped out of the palace exactly because I wanted to walk. I'

oking at her, and she

say, breaking t

," she

n yourself?" I smile so I sound polite. "It's the

return it myself. But I'm an extremely

"But I need an assuranc

aches into the Ziploc, fishing out her wet gown. "You could keep this as your

lp you wash it. If you're uncomfortable with that i

ving her hand offhandedly like

he curtain on a window and look at her walk away.

gown in my grip, lift it up slowly to my nostrils

e in

ing makes me

be alive with his endophallus