Novel & Cerita Kiss The Princess

"Can I become a real princess that lives in a big castle?" "You don't have to live in a castle to become a real princess." "What do I have to do, then?" "If you care about other people and you are bold, then you are a princess." Aurora smiled. "I love you, mummy." "I love you, too. Aurora?" "Yes, mummy." "I want you to know that I will always be with you. If not physically know that I will forever be in your heart." "Are you going somewhere, mummy?"

At first, the kiss was slow and passionate but as it progressed it became aggressive and demanding. Princess TT was kissing my lips hungrily as if there was no tomorrow. She sucked my lips hard making while moaning loudly. I was also sucking and biting and nibbling her lips tenderly. “Honey, your lips are so soft I feel like eating them” I lacked words, I kept on sucking and biting her lips too. She pressed the button and the water level in the bath tab came down exposing our bodies so open and I could admire how she was created. I went lower and kissed her neck tressing her lips then sucking and bitting earning another moan from her.

Prince Ra gave her the ultimatum. “Just like that?” Princess Freda asked. “Fine, I Prince Ra,” he started, but she jumped up and put her hands over his mouth. “Don’t! I love you and I want to be yours!” Princess Freda confessed, opening her mind to him again. Prince Ra let go of the bedsheets and took her hands off his mouth before wrapping them around her, pulling her in for a kiss. Princess Freda allowed him to kiss her. His kiss was gentle and deep. Princess Freda slipped her hands around to his back, exploring his hard muscles with her elegant fingers, feeling his erect manhood pressing against her.

And as I walk closer, the sight before me makes me freeze on the spot. My heart feels like it's being stabbed by a knife, and the world seems to stop. Prince is kissing with another girl. A girl I don't recognize. She's a black-haired girl wearing a glittering party dress, sitting on his lap, her hands on his shoulders. She leans closer to him, grazing her lips against his before starting to kiss him slowly. And Prince doesn't object. He doesn't make any attempt to reject her or to move from that place. I turn my head to Alex, who sits at the same table, the color draining from his face as he sees me coming over.

My mouth seems to have it's own thoughts to tell Krisha. "I mean—life is like a stage. We are the characters and we had our own different role." I stated, trying not stutter my words. She nodded and it seems that she believe my words. Sorry to lie, Krish. They are now at the last scene where Cassandra is laying on a bed with many flowers on the side. The prince went to her and bent down to kiss Aurora. Eww, I don't really know it was actually a kiss or a peck in the corner of the lips.

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.

- What? I don't understand... - the king and queen don't know anything... Except my assistant who is the one who found you with the help of your last movie... - Oh I see... - From now on you are a princess... - A princess... She said with a dreamy look...

one of them said, his tone rigid. I smiled coldly. The next moment, my hand swung, the sharp crack of my slap echoing in the hallway. "I am the king's future wife," I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. "I am Vincent's Luna, open the door immediately." They didn't move. Not a single one. Their silence burned hotter than fire. My face went pale with fury. I could feel eyes watching from nearby corridors, servants, soldiers, guards, all seeing me, Dane, the future queen, being denied entry like some unimportant stranger.

the princess whispered. The servant leaned forward, pressing her lips to the princess’s thigh through the thin fabric. The princess exhaled softly, her hand sliding into the servant’s hair. “Higher,” the princess whispered. She kissed up the length of her thigh, slow and trembling, until her mouth met the soft heat between her legs. The princess parted the sheer fabric and held it aside, guiding her closer with a light pull on her hair. The servant’s lips found her, warm and slick. She licked slowly, reverently, the way she had learned the princess liked.

Billy was standing before us with a bouquet of roses. “Now. Here are the rules, big horny kids,” the funny guy began with a smirk. “I will be showing you a rose. If the color is white, you must kiss the hand of the person on your left. If the rose is yellow, you must pick a place on the body of the player on your left. If I show you a red one, then you must give us a show of a passionate kiss...touching is required. Yeah, you get it...basically, you make out with the person on your left.”