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The truth came out
Mara became silent for a moment. Her hand was touching her forehead. It was like she was in deep thoughts or she was confused. The prince was looking at her without blinking. " I was asking about your sister, Mary", the prince said with a stern voice. "Oh! Mary, I- I", Mara was stammering while she was still holding her forehead. The prince shifted his hand closer to her direction. He touched her hand. "Are you alright", he said seemed to be concerned. Mara lifted her hand smiling nervously. " I- I'm alright, yes. It's just that I- I", she seemed disoriented this time
"No, no, feel free to talk', the prince said standing up to reach her side of the table. He came closer behind her back. He stretched his hand and gave her a shoulder rub. Mara felt a warm gush of blood going down her spine. She felt a tickling effect in her abdomen. She felt her panties becoming wet instantly. She never felt like that before and she was loving every minute of it
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