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​​@@vikiylabrettaActress Grazie mille! Non vedo l'ora di vederlo doppiato!

@@elisabonofiglio3759 l ho messo ora sta tra gli ultimi video pubblicati! 🥰

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​@@vikiylabrettaActress Grazie! 😊

@@stellapiton1839 allora sei sul profilo giusto 😎

@@vikiylabrettaActress 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 ti ho iniziato a seguire da poco su tiktok, sono la ragazza che non riusciva a trovare il tuo canale instagram e che adesso sono riuscita a trovare e mi sono iscritta... 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Sisi arriva presto! Con l’estate andiamo più lenti ma arrivano anche le altre parti! 🥰

Siiii I Polin sono sempre stati innamorati 🥹

Grazieeee tesoroooo 🥹🥹🥹

Grazieeee 🥹

Siiii 🥹🥹🥹

Ciao, grazie mille 😀 ma si volentieri 🩵

@@vikiylabrettaActress quando e se ti va commenta anche sotto qualche nostro video così ci dai dei consigli magari! Sono veramente felicissima che mi hai risposto!💖

@@vikiylabrettaActress ti amiamo baby

🥹🥹🥹 grazie tesoro significa tanto per me

Thanks 🙏🏼 ovviamente ormai Nicola è parte di me riesco a sentirmi i connessa

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Eh eh solo il podcast 3 ha un continuo! Dipende tutto da cosa succede in live ahah 😝

@@vikiylabrettaActress e nelle nostre live non si sa mai cosa succede

Grazieeeee 🥹🥹🥹 sono felice che riesca ad arrivare tutto quello che riesco a provare doppiando la mia Pen.

Ohw tesoro sono felice che ti sia piaciuto 🥹🥹🥹

Oddio grazie tesoroooo sai quanto mi facciano bene queste parole e sono felice che ti sia piaciuto perché avevo un po’ ansia che non ti piacesse poi in alcuni punti magari te li eri immaginati diversi 🥹🥹 grazie davverooo 🩵🩵

... “ What do you mean?!? That you don't want me but no one else can have me?!? “ she snapped “ I'm not your property. “ "That wasn't what I meant. “ pursed his lips “ I know very well that... that you are not mine. “ “ And then, forgive me, but I can't understand... “ Colin smiled. And that confused her. “ You know, while I was traveling I often thought about us. The fact that you didn't write to me afterwards drove me completely insane. “ he shook his head and smiled again, a sweet, light smile “ Most of the time they were memories. Only our junctures that concerned our childhood. It was as if we were still those children. The same ones who chased each other and teased each other and then laughed about it. I thought back to all those times when your mother dressed you up with those braids and you ran away to my sister in tears. My mother always thought about it then to let your hair down. For the yellow dresses, on the other hand, she could do nothing. I've always liked the hair down on you. And then, how many times have you denied that color, without ever understanding that it makes you who you are. You are that color, Penelope. “ he swallowed, suddenly becoming serious again “ I realized that I've always been watching you. You've never liked being a doll in this society, and that's what fascinated me most about you. Unlike my sisters... “ he faked a cough “ Eloise doesn't count, obviously... “ he repeated the previous action “ You never cared much about appearing, being perfect in everyone's eyes... despite being so. “ he gave her a fleeting glance to scrutinize her reaction “ For this reason, seeing you now making it your life's purpose, shocks me. As a child, I always made it a goal that I would always make sure to protect you. “ his face returned relaxed “ If you think about it, for what is happening to us now, I kept my promise...and I'm still doing it. “ “But I'm not one of your sisters, Colin. “ she ruled “ And I'm not that little girl anymore, I've grown up enough to be able to look after myself, to be able to decide about my life... and to understand that it's time for me too to set aside games and dolls to create a family. “ she breathed deeply before finishing “ I'm a woman. “ “ I realized it. “ he looked at her intensely, while not revealing to her that, in his eyes, she would always remain that red-haired girl. “ There was a moment this evening, during the dance... “ he sighed “ You had just finished dancing and you were hurrying to bend down to thank the Lord who had just escorted you into the dance... “ he moved his head slightly to the left, searching her eyes “ I was looking at you. The truth is, I couldn't help but do it. I find it really difficult to see you twirling in the hall without me being the… “ “ Why?!? “ she interrupted him with a brusque tone << ‘Cause "I'm Penelope Featherington"?!? Because I'm doomed to stay on the edge waiting for what?!? That you come and give me yet another invitation dictated by mercy?!? “ Her words hurt him so much that it almost caused him physical pain. “ You know it's never been like this... and this attack is one of the few that I definitely don't deserve... you can blame me for anything else, for the time I let go by, for the unspoken words, for being stupid and blind towards you, but not this... this is not... this is not, Pen, you know it's not up to me... “ he clenched his fists and closed his eyes for a second, hoping to be able to finish what he wanted to say to her “ Let me finish, please. “ he took courage “ During that bow you never lifted your face towards him. Never. And yet, staring at the floor, you smiled... a soft, beautiful smile... even if it wasn't a real smile...“ Penelope forcefully swallowed her saliva, suddenly feeling naked in front of the one who, she was aware of it, could understand every little thing about her, every tiny detail. “ What do you mean?!? “ “ I mean that when you don't feel at ease you forget that you are yourself. “ he stared at her gently “ I doubt that others notice it, those who don't know you well could never notice... “ he shook his head slowly “ You make that half smile by pursing your lips on one side and lifting them on the opposite side, almost as if you wanted to hide your embarrassment, without however ceasing to demonstrate that you have every right to find yourself immersed in that context... “ she tried to cling better to the branch, surrounding it even more with her right arm, then she leaned forward, offering her the opposite arm, waiting that she was the one to give him her hand. Which it did. In an automatic gesture. Without any need to think about it. In a situation that seemed almost out of time. They were there, but they were actually elsewhere. Penelope's fingertips rested on his palm and he squeezed her fingers, with an almost disarming delicacy. They remained like this, motionless, intent on staring at each other's hands, those hands that many times had joined, touched... but never in that way. "Why did everything look different now?!? Why was it like they were touching for the first time?!? Why couldn't they see themselves as the kids they were?!?" They didn't say a word to each other, and it seemed to both that they didn't even need to. Static on the outside but in turmoil inside. Until Colin broke that moment by lifting his face.

“ You don't need to prove anything, Penelope. To nobody. Least of all me. “ And it was at that precise moment that, holding onto her and the branch, he tried to climb over, placing his right foot on the window ledge. "What are you..." but the words died in her throat. Their faces were so dangerously close that the tips of their noses could touch each other. The intertwined irises as well as their thoughts. Penelope felt her heartbeat increase, feeling the spasmodic gasp of her breath in her chest. “ Colin... “ mild...even too much. “ Let me in. “ he whispered in her ear, cutting off her breath and stopping her heart. “I…I don't think it's decent…it's…it's not a good idea, considering my mother and sister might catch you in my room and…and…” The way he was looking at her made her lose her train completely. She had never had that kind of look towards her and this made her decidedly unstable, and it wasn't just her legs that, if only they could, would have stopped supporting her to give in to those eyes... it was something that stunned, in an overbearing and beautiful way, what was her now feeble rationality. "And... what?!? “ Penelope tried, albeit with shaky determination, to regain her senses. “ What would happen if they found you in my room, at night... “ then she reasoned for a second “ You've never been in my room! “ “I don't see a better time.” he ruled, accompanying the words with a smile. A smile that stunned her. “ Colin! What a plausible excuse could we ever” "You think too much. “ he silenced her “ Why on earth should we need to find excuses?!? “ “ Excuse me?!? “ "Let me in, Pen. “ weak “ Let me in.“ devastating. Their hands squeezed harder, as did the tension that between the two of them was proving to be more and more palpable. Penelope took a few steps back, never ceasing to look into his eyes, allowing her legs to step over what kept them apart. "But what had jumped into her mind?!? Did she let him into the house?!? In her room?!?" It was agreed that she was crazy. He found it in front of him, while their hands continued to get tangled, almost as if they had taken on a life of their own. They didn't have the courage nor the will to let go.

... Though clouded by him, she still tried, in every way, to corner him. “ Why are you here, Colin...do you want to tell me?!? “ she exclaimed, disintegrating the union created by their own hands. He narrowed his lids looking down, then began to wet his lips with his tongue before taking in as much air as possible. << I think I love you. >> All noise ceased. Penelope's gaze went blank. It was as if they were in a bubble. Far from reality even if immersed in it. “ I love you. “ he repeated, feeling inside all the excruciating power of that feeling, feeling it flowing through the veins, mixing with the blood and perceiving its desperate vigor “ I've loved you every single day of my life since I've known you. “ He waited for her reaction. Which didn't come. Which stunned him. Penelope was in front of him, her face blank and her eyes lost, totally paralyzed by what he had just told her. “ Please say something because this silence could kill me at any moment... “ “ No. “ “ what?!? “ “ No. No. No. No. No. “ she began to repeat with an impetus that petrified him, turning around the room, running her hands through her hair and in the grip of an agitation that she couldn't even explain and that left him flabbergasted. “ I'm in love with you, Pen! I am totally, completely, unconditionally in love with You. “ tried to define even more all that in him did nothing but quiver, pawing, ranting ... everything that had the urgent need to escape. “ This doesn't make sense. “ she insisted, literally stunned by those words. "Of course it does. “ “ And how?!? Explain to me how what you're telling me can actually make logical sense?!? “ she stared at him, waiting for an explanation from him that was at least rational, but she saw him stiffen, too much... which painted a melancholic expression on her face. “ You don't know how long he's been waiting in vain for you to tell me... for you to look at me the way you're looking at me now... “ she lowered her gaze, taking a moment, preparing her heart for what she was about to tell him “ You don't even imagine how many times I've hidden my tears, guarded the pain, cashed in the screams and suffocated your name on the pillow, suppressing every little hope of being able to have you for me. “ “ I know. “ he admitted in a whisper. Having been blind to her for so long turned on him the instant he saw her, for the first time, accepting a dance with someone other than him. Being a helpless spectator of her hand shaking that of another, who accompanied her along the hall and who enjoyed her company, suddenly became the realization of what were her most remote nightmares. “ And now you show up here, as if nothing had happened, as if everything I've collected, accepted and not yet overcome, had no meaning, as if it wasn't important, as if...” she stopped to allow his ardor to reason “ As if he didn't hurt me, massacred...killed me. “ you could hear a river in flood, at the mercy of all that deafening noise that carried inside “ First Marina, then your travels, then I was "only Pen, I didn't count for anything", then I wasn't even worthy of being courted. Now what am I, huh?!? Now you tell me what I am, Colin! “ her eyes moistened and she made a great effort to hold back the tears. He didn't breathe, definitely shocked by her words. Blades that didn't stop piercing him. Slashes that had every right to hit him. “ Why did you want to help me?!? If you already felt even a small part of what you just told me, why did you propose to find me a husband?!? “ she asked him. “ Because I wanted to STAY NEXT TO YOU. “ he almost yelled, clenching his fists, before coming to his senses, lowering his tone “ I wanted to be with you. “ and it was almost a sort of confession, it was as if he was acknowledging, first to himself and then to her, how strong, overwhelming and painfully deep was the demeaning need to have her. “You don't love me, Colin. “ Her words brought him back to reality. “ You're only saying it because you want to keep me tied to you, because you're afraid of losing me. “ she sighed in a conscious way “ Yours is not love, it's possession... and this isn't right... it isn't for either of them. “ For a time they couldn't even quantify, they remained silent. A powerful, almost lethal silence that devastated every slightest glimmer of lucidity and reasoning...until the admission, complete and total, that overwhelmed him and then hit her. “ You are right. “ he stalled for a few seconds “ I'm not afraid of losing you...I'm terrified that it could happen. “ he swallowed with difficulty “ But I don't own you. I can stand here and tell you, tell you I'd rather die than spend my life knowing you'll spend it with someone else...but I have no power. And I never want to have it. “He closed his eyes for a moment, lowering his gaze and frowning “ I know I hurt you, I know I made you suffer, even if it was never my intention and I know you know it...but this is how I feel and I can't help but tell you and prove it to you. The feeling I feel for you is pure and it's real and no, I'm not willing to ignore it. Not anymore. I've done that for too many years. But know that a single word from you will be enough to make me leave. “ he bit her lower lip and then lifted her face “ You want me to leave, Pen?!? “ he almost whispered, starting to approach her very slowly again, staring at her with such an intensity as to inflame the whole room. She didn't answer. He said nothing.

Crystallized and lost between her eyes. Those irises that, often unconsciously, had the brutal ability to penetrate the soul to the depths, stunning and inhibiting every single vital function. They were very close, so close that their breaths merged. Colin cupped one of hers in both hands, bringing it to his lips and brushing against her skin. “ You're shaking... “ Those words caused a stronger tremor that pervaded her, crossing her body in an arrogant way, leaving behind the after-effects of his passage and upsetting points of herself that confused her to the point of making her understand that there was no remedy, there was none... however much she tried to resist, however much she tried not to collapse, however things went between them, she would remain his... always and unconditionally HIS. “ I...here, I... “ “ Am I making you tremble?!? “ his voice became more and more serious. Then, with an almost disarming delicacy, he brought her hand to his chest, in front of his heart “ Listen. Do you hear what you do to me?!?“ Both of their breaths stopped. The beats too. Everything around them, every crash, every whisper lost the courage and even the strength to disturb. There was nothing left but the two of them. Colin put two fingers under her chin, lifting her face and moving even closer to her. “ What do you feel for me, Penelope?!? “ A moan came over her and Colin felt the vibration. “ And what are you feeling now?!? “ But he didn't give her time to answer. She already knew she couldn't say anything. Then, he completely reset the distance that, albeit slight, kept them apart. He touched her lips with his, in the most delicate way possible, discovering their softness. Penelope kept her eyes open, as if she couldn't believe it was really happening. He did the same, holding her gaze, reflecting himself in that incredulous and lost gleam that surrounded his irises. He kissed her. And from that kiss he took everything. Every single thing. ... He circled her around the waist and then pulled her to him. He wanted to feel hers Pen but, even more, he wanted "she to feel his Pen", that from that moment on they both understood how much they belonged to each other... how much they "belonged" to each other forever. The heat enraptured them, forcing them to submit to their senses. They lost the simplest conception of space, feeling suspended and free for the first time. Everything else no longer had texture or shape. It didn't matter. It didn't exist. Stop. And they didn't care at all. Colin began to caress her everywhere letting, thanks to his movements, she too was dominated by his instinct. He wanted to see her go crazy, hear her moan and wish he could have more. Always a little more. Penelope raised herself slightly, trying to get closer to him again, before wrapping her arms around him in turn and taking for herself what she had craved for years. She felt her hands running down her turgid back, caressing points that she had always imagined and of which she had always wondered what they would cause by touching them. Touching a man had always scared her, especially since she'd decided to find a husband. But Colin was everything she'd ever wanted, everything she'd ever wanted...even knowing it would never happen. Realizing that, instead, she had it for herself made her tremble, causing her heart to fail. She felt the warmth of her skin even through her clothes and in the same way she felt it growing inside her, flaring up in an indecent way. They parted only for a moment, to exchange a complicit and passionate look, a passion they were no longer able to handle. Having repressed their impulses, together with their feelings, had led them to find themselves lacking in determination to stop themselves, if anything their most intimate desires had exploded. The desire and the pleasure of feeling him so full of her, so pervaded by desire and desire, also clouded her mind, so much so that she moved her hands with shameless vehemence and shameless need along her whole body, while her lips chose to remain trapped in his with a shameless lust for possession...a lust that overwhelmed and devastated both of them. "Jesus..." His back. His arms. His chest. "Holy Father..." His abdomen. "Still..." Further down. Further down. "OH!" he gasped. If his thoughts had had a voice, they probably would have screamed that sound. "Shit..." Colin let out a shudder, fascinated and incredulous at something he didn't really think could happen…not yet, at least. Not at that moment. However, that peak of his excitement didn't last very long, because it took him less than a second to realize that what had caused him that thrill was no longer there. “ Pen! “ escaped him in a strangled moan, as soon as he realized that she had jerked his hand away from his flap and then backed away. Her wide-open eyes and her hand slowly brought to her mouth made him understand how much purity she had inside. He closed his eyes in a grimace, trying to rearrange for a moment the situation that had arisen in his pants... but with little result. "Damn!" I think. “ Penelope, listen... “ he approached her, even though he didn't really know what to say to reassure her. "They had kissed. Damn they Make out!" And it had been a wonderful kiss, full of intensity and passion...a kiss that had overwhelmed him to such an extent that he lost his mind and lucidity...at least...at least until his hand slipped down...between his legs. Because in that precise moment it was the end. But now, as he chased her around the room, he really didn't have the faintest idea of ​​how to explain what had happened to her. Though, as far as he was concerned, it had been a rather pleasant occurrence. "Pen, please stop. “ "Colin, no! You have to go, please. “ she ordered him, pointing to the window. “ Nothing happened, believe me...I...I can explain... “ "What the hell?!? Explain them?!? And what would he tell her?!? Are these normal things?!? It was you?!?

Can certain things happen when you are too close?!? I have an unbridled desire to take you and make you mine bringing you to ecstasy until you scream my name?!? Well, maybe this last thing was better to keep to myself..." "Please listen to me. “ he begged her “ It could happen...it's something..."normal". “ he put his hands on her shoulders, hoping to calm her restlessness “ I can't control it though and, if it happened, it depends only on the fact that "I want you". “ then, lowering slightly, he rested his forehead on hers and chained it in the green of his eyes “ I want you, Pen. “ and it was almost a plea. “ You don't have to be scared, not from me...I would never hurt you and you know it. How could I?!? What happened is just... instinct. “ then he gave her a pleased smile “ Even your hand reacted to an impulse, strong, demanding and intense...and it is this, more than anything else, that made me understand that "You want me too". You want me like I want you, you want me like I want you. And it's normal. “ She abandoned herself totally to his words, moving slowly with her forehead on his, closing her eyelids and biting her lips, before smiling at him, albeit submissively. “ Touch me again, Pen. “ he murmured, spelling out every single word. “ I...I... “ He understood. No other words were needed. That was not yet, probably, the moment, despite the fact that he wanted it to the end. Then he started kissing her cheeks again, with a suffocating calm that made those by now few certainties that still kept her standing but that were rapidly abandoning her waver. His lips trailed down her neck, savoring the taste…a mixture of vanilla and honey. With extreme grace, he began to taste her pale skin, sucking it, biting it, savoring its essence. With his hands, he began to caress her along her arms, behind her back, without invasiveness, slowly, with caution... and each touch generated a jolt in her that literally drove him mad. Hearing her moan aroused in him a delirious desire that he didn't really know how to appease. He didn't want to stop, yet he knew very well that he had to stop. "Not now, but..." he thought "Not yet..." Colin's fingers rested on her neck, almost imperceptibly, and slowly began to descend, branding the silver edge of the neckline on her skin. All around they had the indecent noise of their sighs. His right hand reached for one of her breasts, through her dress, and it was at that precise moment that Colin froze. It lasted a moment, he wanted to be sure, scrutinizing her expression, that she "wanted". “ I would never allow myself to touch you in this way if I wasn't totally and completely sure of how much I want you for me... “ the words came out between sighs and shudders “ How much you want me for you. “ She abandoned herself to him, to his hands, to his lips, throwing her head back and pushing her torso forward. Colin, then, kissed her with ever greater impetus, squeezing that breast and enjoying her sobs. ... "Have you ever thought about me?!? “ he intimated, licking her face. They were skin to skin. United to the point of almost making her dizzy, while his breath on her burned the epidermis. An intrusive shiver decided not to give her a chance, running through every single part of her body...and descending, dangerously sheer towards her never violated intimacy. She swallowed hard and, for a moment, closed her eyes, in the throes of unknown sensations, which she had never experienced before that moment... sensations she would never have believed could be the one to give her. Colin had always occupied her every desire, her every thought, her every sigh...but, on the other hand, she was well aware that her fantasies would remain such, utopias in which she would have wanted to remain trapped but, precisely, only vain utopias. Nothing real. Nothing tangible. Not even now, while he felt it so close, that he felt his heart speed up, he was able to be aware of how much, actually, everything was true. “ W-what?!? “ he mumbled, without even understanding the meaning of what he had just said. Extremely slowly, Colin shifted his head, locking his eyes with Penelope's, and touching the tip of his to her nose. "How many times was she lost looking at those irises?!? And how many others had she begged God to stare at her like that?!?" A sense of instability and longing filled her, bringing with her an impatience, now exhausted, for something she had always wanted for herself and which, now, she could no longer silence. HE. “ Inside you. “ it was almost imperceptible, feeble, but with such a power as to shake her so strongly until she stunned her, and then leave her there, almost completely helpless. Colin took her hand, which she kept along her right side, and, in no hurry, placed it on her breast. Penelope winced, yet continued to stare at him, unable to let go of that contact. With his hand, he guided hers along her own body, setting fire to every layer of skin, igniting in her an overwhelming, brazen desire that admitted no submission whatsoever...a desire that, in both of them, had always lain dormant, but which now, now, was practically screaming. And with unheard-of enthusiasm. A shiver reached her just as Colin dragged his hand through the fabric of her dress between her legs, pressing his fingers against hers. It was at that moment that Penelope's eyes widened, letting out a hoarse moan from her pursed lips. The more Colin pressed, the more Penelope leaned towards her own fingers, abandoning herself to him, letting herself be guided, with the awareness that reason, as well as her own legs, could have given way to her at any moment...but she wouldn't have cared...in that moment she wouldn't have cared about anything. Until he stopped, gasping at her. “ Have you ever thought of me "inside you"?!?“ - END -

Graziee tesoro e i tuoi testi sono bellissimi 🥺🥺🥺

Grazie del commento Loredana… a me sono piaciuta ed anche a molte persone però accetto anche chi non mi vede su Carla. Grazie per aver guardato il video 🥰

Oh, thank you 🥺😍

Graziee, Imovie con il Mac <3