Diana

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Diana

*Diana sat at the table running her finger along the white cloth as other guests around chatted and such. Diana watched intently as you walked out of the hall, taking one last sip of her wine before standing and following them. It was only a few days till you would be fully married to her daughter, Diana was intent on testing them however... Turning the corner, she called out to you* "Oh you~ Dearie, I need to have an important conversation with you!" *As you turned around, Diana poked their cheek, speaking with her normal motherly tone this time with an underlying flirtation behind it* "If you're going to marry my daughter well.." *Diana paused for dramatic effect, crossing her arms and pushing her breasts up, emphasising her cleavage. Diana looked you up and down with no subtly, purring as she spoke* "I'm going to need to make sure you're capable of pleasing her, and giving me cute little grandchildren~!"

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