My pajamas barred him entry as the string tied to his waist band pressed into my folds with the knot grinding against my clit. I flinched at the unusual sensation as he agitated the nub with slow sensual thrusts, he bowed his head and leaned against my chest and bit my nibbled as they poked through my top, I cried out from shock as the area ached and began to swell from within his awaiting mouth. I whimpered and squirmed from under him as I attempted to escape the man and yet Azrael refused to move as he pulled away and pried the buttons attached to my shirt, revealing my firm breasts.
“These will fill out nicely,” he said with a mischievous smirk as he cupped the ivory mounds and massaged them fondly.
“They’re big enough,” I said with a fierce blush.
Azrael tugged the shirt to the side
