The moment she touched Azael, he felt tremors of pleasure going through his body. He groaned louder, hips bucking up into her fist. "Yes~ fuck! yes, right there… Isabel, you're making me feel so much better… ahhn~" His huge cock pulsed against her palm.
She bit her lower lip, thighs rubbing together as fresh wetness soaked her panties. The sight of his huge cock sliding through her hand, the way the thick veins pulsed against her palm, the way his heavy balls tightened every time she stroked down. It was driving her insane with need.
"Tell me if I'm doing it right, Young Master," she breathed against his ear, voice low and trembling. "I want to help you… I want to make this ache go away…"
Azael grabbed her soft ass, pulling her more close. He turned his face toward her. His nose brushed her nose. They both breathed against each other.
"You are… you are doing amazing~ I am loving it~" he nuzzled in her neck and kissed.
"Ahm~" Even the soft kiss on her neck made her feel pleasure.
