Chapter 92-Canceling the engagement
Almost simultaneously, Mario panicked and bent over, hiding directly under Margaret's long skirt.
Margaret: "..."
It was too foolish, too foolish to even bear looking at.
She shifted her stance, leaning against the doorframe with half her body, smiling as she intercepted Douglas's footsteps intending to enter. Behind her, Mario was forced to reveal his waist and legs. He leaned forward nervously, desperately hiding under the long skirt, praying that the dim light and the wall would provide enough cover.
But this position caused his face to be directly against Margaret's thighs.
A bit higher, and his nose and lips could touch the moist and plump buttocks. The dappled light under the skirt made it hard for Mario to see clearly, but he could smell a faint sweet and salty scent.
It came from the wonderful and mysterious flesh he had just entered.