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EP.116 Play with the Princess at the Villa – 8 

“Are you ready?” 

I leisurely look down at Sylvia, bent over the table. 

She was breathing heavily, her body trembling slightly. 

“Haa… haa…” 

Her disheveled silver hair and snow-white buttocks. 

The way her back reflected the light was beautiful and, at the same time, radiated a decadent atmosphere. 

Lost in the hazy afterglow of pleasure, she seemed unable even to get up, barely able to think straight. 

When I gently caressed her plump butt, a blissful moan escaped her lips. 

“Hnnngh…!” 

“Don’t get tired already.” 

My pleasant touch brought Sylvia back to her senses a little, and she let out a moaning reply. 

But the reason she regained was already addicted to pleasure. 

“Haa… hnn…! Yes… yes…! Haa… hnn…” 

“Then give it your best.” 

I thrust my fingers into the princess’s pussy in one motion. 

The sudden wave of pleasure made her body twitch, but her exhausted body could only move weakly, as if just flinching. 

“Haaaah…!!” 

The princess writhed on the table, moaning with joy. 

Her feeble squirming only stoked my lust further, sending blood rushing below. 

“Let’s see how much more you can try.” 

When I rubbed her sensitive inner walls with my fingers, Sylvia’s legs trembled. 

Intense pleasure washed over her again right after climax, but she didn’t even have the strength to struggle. 

Like a trapped prey, she could only accept it, and that reaction brought a strange delight. 

“Hnnngh…! Hnn… I-I’ll try…♥ Hnn… haaaah…!” 

Her voice was both pitiful and cute. 

Even though she didn’t have the strength to move, she still wanted pleasure just like a bitch in heat. 

“For someone who can’t move, you’re still quite lively down here.” 

Unlike her weak squirming, her body was true to its instincts. 

Her soaked inner walls clung to my fingers, begging for more pleasure, and thick juices kept flowing. 

“Hnnngh… haa… hnnngh…! Inside… hnn… is being stirred…!” 

Her inner walls felt weaker than before, likely from exhaustion after climax not squeezing hard, but almost playfully clinging. 

But that only made my lust grow stronger. 

“Tell me where it feels good.” 

When I teased ambiguously around her sensitive spot, Sylvia’s voice turned almost pleading. 

“Hnnngh…! Hnn…! Not there…! Haa… a little higher…! Hnnngh…!!” 

“Here?” 

I deliberately rubbed much higher than where she wanted. 

Even with my teasing, she could only flinch helplessly. 

As I tormented her insides and stroked her twitching butt, she answered in a sultry voice. 

“Hnn… hnn…! Lower…! Haa… more…! Hnnngh…!!” 

After quite a while of teasing, Sylvia realized I was purposely not touching the right spot. 

But all she could do was keep begging. 

“Haaaah…! Hnn… please…! Hnn… with your hand…! Haa… make me feel really good…♥” 

The princess’s vulgar plea as she lay over the table, sticking her butt out and begging for pleasure, was indescribably lewd. 

“Since you’re asking so politely, I’ll grant your wish.” 

I rubbed her most sensitive spot quickly, just as she wanted. 

The overwhelming pleasure made her body jerk wildly. 

The noble princess gushed juices all over the table as she writhed, giving me a thrilling delight. 

“Aaah…! Hnn…! Hooah…!!” 

With my fingers ravaging her inner walls, Sylvia’s reactions grew more intense. 

She pressed her body to the table, writhing as if squeezing out her last bit of strength. 

“Huaaah…! Hnnngh…! Hnn… wait…! Hnnngh…!” 

Suddenly, as she surrendered to pleasure, Sylvia reached her hand back to try to stop me, but she was too weak to do more than plead. 

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” 

Despite her confused look, my fingers didn’t stop. 

She writhed in pleasure, explaining herself. 

“Haaaah…! Hnnngh…! I-I think I’m going to…! Hnnngh…!” 

I couldn’t help but smile. 

Of course, what she meant she was about to let out wasn’t just her juices I could still feel them on my fingers. 

There was only one answer. 

“You need to pee, don’t you?” 

I whispered quietly in Sylvia’s ear, and her inner walls instantly squeezed tighter. 

“Hnnngh… haa…! B-bathroom… please…!” 

Come to think of it, the first time she climaxed, she wet herself too. 

The spoiled princess still couldn’t hold her pee. 

Of course, my pounding her as soon as she woke up didn’t help. 

“But can you move? You can’t even get up.” 

I kept fingering her as I whispered in her ear. 

She could only moan sweetly, unable to do anything. 

“Hnnngh… haa… hnn…! Th-that… hnn…!!” 

“Then you’ll just have to go here.” 

“Aaah…! Hnn…! But…” 

Sylvia’s voice trembled with pleasure and shame. 

Even though she’d wet herself in front of me before, as royalty, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. 

“You still have trouble peeing, so let me help.” 

I moved my fingers to her G-spot and pressed firmly, making her jerk with a desperate moan. 

“Hnnnnngh…!!” 

With my fingers focused on her G-spot, she twisted helplessly. 

She was at her limit holding it in, and the added pleasure only made her urge to pee stronger. 

“Haa… hnnngh…! N-no…! Hnn… there…! Haa… hnn…! If you rub there…! Hnnngh…!!” 

“Come on, princess, it’s time to pee.” 

I whispered in her ear like I was talking to a child. 

Teasing her on purpose, I felt even more juices flowing from her petals. 

“You must like it when I help you pee look how much you’re dripping.” 

Even in this humiliating situation, Sylvia couldn’t protest. 

All she could do was desperately hold on as the urge and pleasure overwhelmed her, but it was clear she was at her limit. 

“Hnnngh…!! Hnn… hooah…!” 

She hesitated, torn between the anticipation of climaxing while peeing and the shame of doing so as royalty. 

But it only took a moment for her to break. 

“Don’t hold back just let it out and feel good.” 

With perfect stimulation and constant coaxing, Sylvia’s patience finally broke, and the sound of water echoed in the kitchen. 

Trickle  

“Hnnnnnnngh…!!!” 

Sylvia trembled as she wet herself, climaxing at the same time. 

Her stream wouldn’t stop, and each spasm sent out more, the decadent sight strangely beautiful. 

“You look pretty like this, too.” 

Her peeing lasted quite a while, forming a big puddle on the kitchen floor before it finally stopped. 

“Haa… haa… haa…” 

Sylvia, panting for breath, looked weak and incredibly lewd at the same time. 

That indescribable excitement made my cock throb. 

“Try a little harder, Princess Piddle.” 

Even at my shameful, degrading words, Sylvia shivered as if with joy.