thump thump
"Hngh~! Ahn~!", The room was filled with a succession of soft moans as his hands persistently shaped her side boob, while his forefinger massaged against her pink nipple, which, despite its resistance, twitched in response to growing desire. Meanwhile, his other hand began to gently glide down, aiming to peel away the last remnants of her dress that concealed her lower half.
Damien's hands moved gracefully, like a pianist caressing the keys, each note evoking a sweet melody, as he gently explored her boob. Meanwhile, his firm chest took every opportunity to brush against her delicate, soft skin.
With every moment her moans mingled in the air, his ears, eager to hear more, tempted his mind to continue Playing with your fingers, willfully disregarding the discomfort it caused her.
