"Slut! Saying no when your fucking pussy is so wet it soaked your panties!! You're just a bitch in heat! A fucking whore!!"
Hearing Margaret's inner thoughts, Harry grew even bolder!
His rough hands grabbed the flesh-colored silk stockings wrapped around Margaret and tore at them violently again!
With a "Tch! ~~" sound, the tough, slippery stockings tore apart like fragile paper in his hands.
Immediately, several large rips appeared in the stockings, exposing the fair, plump skin of her thighs through the gaps.
The smooth, flawless thighs made Harry drool with desire. He lowered his head and greedily sucked on Margaret's snow-white legs, leaving behind a trail of hickeys like strawberries.
Coupled with the torn stockings, Margaret now looked utterly debauched.
"Ah! ~~ Hah! ~~ No! ~~ Don't do this! No! ~~ No! ~~" Margaret moaned weakly, her delicate hands sometimes flailing aimlessly, sometimes gripping the sheets tightly as she squirmed.
