I Love You, Odette D. Panther **
Rion stood up and took her in his arms. He carried Odette into the bathtub, which was not filled with water. He planned to have breakfast with Hercules there.
He sat cross-legged while the girl was on his lap, then Rion took off his towel and put it over their heads, forming a makeshift mosquito net.
The breakfast ritual with Hercules D. Panther began.
Odette didn’t hesitate to spread her legs that were clamping around Rion’s waist, so Hercules could enter easily. Once again, she felt very cheap.
The moans of two people indulging in their primitive desire could be heard between the walls of the bathtub.
From a sitting position to a lying down position, they did it in various styles. Rion laid his back and let Odette sit on top of him.
The floor of the tub was too hard and cold. He couldn’t let his beloved swan’s body rub against the hard floor. So, he preferred to let Odette take the lead.