04-01-2024, 06:22 PM
Charles when they were in the carriage just the two of them became a little more confident. They were already married. It was as if he was now under the care of his husband, not his parents. He looked at him with a small, uncertain smile.
"My childhood caregiver used to call me Charlie.... But if you prefer it Charles would also be better. The caregiver was from overseas and probably couldn't quite tell the difference," he chimed in slightly, but then fell silent. He should probably be the quiet link in the marriage.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said so much," he replied shyly, and then adjusted the lace on his dress slightly. He felt the corset squeeze his virgin breasts and chest. He could also feel the underwear from his mother pressing uncomfortably into his body. On the one hand, he wished the wedding night had already arrived.
"My childhood caregiver used to call me Charlie.... But if you prefer it Charles would also be better. The caregiver was from overseas and probably couldn't quite tell the difference," he chimed in slightly, but then fell silent. He should probably be the quiet link in the marriage.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said so much," he replied shyly, and then adjusted the lace on his dress slightly. He felt the corset squeeze his virgin breasts and chest. He could also feel the underwear from his mother pressing uncomfortably into his body. On the one hand, he wished the wedding night had already arrived.