He was still trying not to look, but now couldn't stop.
Sumedh's arousal suspended his dick uncomfortably in the air as he pretended to clean.
He could not focus enough to actually on work while one eye was still on the Princess Mallika.
He noticed that her gaze had drifted away from him.
This meant he could now watch her continuously, if he was not too obvious.
She started to press her legs together, crossing and uncrossing them around her hand.
He could sense the increasing struggle and tension of her thigh muscles.
Her jaw and lips occasionally twitched, baring her teeth and tongue.
She really meant it.
Sumedh could no longer simply watch, and his hand, as if on its own, found his dick and began to massage it silently.
When Mallika began to moan shamelessly with eyes closed.
Sumedh could no longer hold back and began stroking his cock.
It twitched in his hand Sumedh started to rub his thighs together, unconsciously mirroring mallika.
She was so irresistibly sexy, so beautiful and unbelievable.
Sumedh struggled to keep hold from orgasming.
It was very hard to fight, but he kept from doing it for a long time.
By the end, he was end up burst.
He pressed himself tightly against it to make sure it didn't shoot off where Mallika would see it.
She moaned loudly and tensely.
Eventually, the tension turned to satisfaction as her moans off.
The room was silent for a while, save for some panting, as each person separately regained composure.
Then, Princess Mallika stood and left.
Two days passed away the game of watching and leaving going on.
Sumedh wondered if the Princess Mallika had noticed his masturbation.
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