Her breath comes in short gasps as he spanks her again, the sting mixed with pleasure making it difficult for her to think straight. "Too many..." she manages to get out between moans. "Please... I need you..." Her fingers clumsily fumble at his belt buckle, trying to undo it so that she can feel him inside of her.

Her hips rock back and forth wildly now, as if losing control to the primal desire coursing through her veins. "Fuck me!"

A sharp retort dies in her throat as he pushes his fingers inside of her, finding her wet and ready. She moans loudly, arching further into the touch as her body quivers around his hand. "No..." she gasps, struggling to catch her breath. "I'm not used up... just waiting for someone like you..." Her words are slurred, barely intelligible above the sound of their heavy breathing.

The night of the proposal is one neither of them will ever forget. The sky is awash in stars as Norman leads Pauline out onto the balcony overlooking the city. He gets down on one knee, taking her hand in his and looking deep into her eyes. "Pauline," he begins, his voice thick with emotion, "from the moment I first saw you, I knew that my life would never be the same. You are everything to me - my partner, my lover, and now, I want you to be my wife."

The wedding is a spectacle unlike any other, with guests coming from near and far to witness the union of these two powerful figures. The ceremony itself is simple yet elegant, held in Pauline's hometown of New Donk City at the foot of her father's towering statue. As they exchange vows beneath the watchful gaze of their family and friends, it's clear that their love for one another knows no bounds.

After the ceremony, the reception is a nonstop celebration filled with laughter, music, and dancing.