Azael moved over her, his body covering hers as he settled between her spread thighs. His hands immediately went to her soft, heavy mounds. The moment his palms touched the smooth, fair skin of her breasts, he let out a low groan of appreciation.
The breasts couldn't be held in his palm.
They were incredibly soft, like warm marshmallows that yielded perfectly under his fingers. He grabbed them gently at first, but his fingers easily sank deep into the plush flesh, molding and squeezing the massive globes.
"Ahhhnn~" A sweet, breathy moan escaped Isabel's lips. Her back arched instinctively, pushing her chest further into his hands, offering more of her breasts to him.
His other hand joined in, greedily grabbing her second breast. He fondled both of them with growing hunger. Kneading, lifting, and squeezing the heavy, supple flesh while his thumbs brushed over her stiff pink nipples.
"Look at this twin buds. They are so hard~" Azael tease her.
