Chapter 35: CAMELIA (3)

Sol ignored Camelia's protest as he roughly turned her around so that her buttock was high in the air. It was a posture where her upper body lay on top of the bed whilst her ass stuck out towards him.

Her snowy, curvaceous, delicious panties covered buttocks subconsciously made Sol caress them. He had to admit once again that she was truly a work of art.

The underwear Camelia was currently wearing was of a beautiful and stainless white. It boosted the charm of her already pale complexions.

Even though she was wearing panties, it was clear to see that her sacred place was moist to the point that there was no need for foreplay but enjoying the main dish directly would be too impatient.

Thinking such, he extended his middle finger and covered it with mana before slowly and carefully, cutting the flimsy fabric. The hole he made, revealed her glistening but still closed pussy and her rose bud.

Camelia let out a startled cry the moment she felt a gust of wind on what should have been protec