Lucia washed her face multiple times, but she couldn't stop, or else she would squeal out loud. She still couldn't believe to taste Gastone's milk from his pen1s.
"Oh my! It's so amazing!" Lucia whispered and submerged her head in the basin after another urge to squeal. The tingling on her back was still there, but she didn't mind it and thought it was just an afterglow.
Lucia went out of the bathroom and planned to rest well for the night. She had a towel wiping her face and didn't realize Gastone was leaning by the wall.
"Is it that tasty?" Gastone sneered and went close to Lucia's back. He didn't touch her, yet he saw her shuddered by his presence.
"Y-yes," Lucia replied and gulped. She didn't expect to see Gastone immediately since she felt a bit awkward after their deed.
"I see. That's good. I hope you'll remember me when you're gone," Gastone whispered before turning around to leave.
"How can a nation be great if its bread tastes like Kleenex?"