Zhao Chi's hands, now coated with shower gel, had already scaled those two lofty peaks. Gently kneading the enticingly soft and fair mounds of flesh in front of him, he left no corner untouched.
Swallowing mouthfuls of saliva, Zhao Chi spoke with parched lips, "Siyu, your breasts are really big. I weighed them in my hands; they're quite heavy, much bigger than your sister's. And... yours are so tender, so dewy, they're just too adorable."
With Zhao Chi's gentle caresses, Liu Siyu's body gradually relaxed and was no longer tense. She couldn't help but feel that under her brother-in-law Zhao Chi's tender care, her fair mounds experienced an unusual sense of comfort.
Her twin pink cherries, under Zhao Chi's skillful teasing, began to stand erect and proud. Zhao Chi was smitten and could not let go; while kneading the soft flesh of Liu Siyu's fair mounds with his palms, his fingers also seized her pink cherries, continuously rubbing them.
