Chapter 6: What helping meant
As her breasts were revealed, they were smooth, round, and pale especially the cherry-colored tips that resembled ripe strawberries.
Just the sight of them made them seem soft and tender, with a gentle pink hue.
Damien positioned himself between her thighs. Extending his hand, he gently caressed her right breast.
At his touch, the sleeping girl trembled, her body reacting instinctively.
It carried a surge of electricity that jolted through her, sending a wave of ecstasy across her entire body.
Her pale lips parted slightly, as if in awe, a soft gasp escaping without her knowing.
And that was just from a single touch, Damien hadn't even moved yet. With care, he gently cupped her breast as if holding something precious, then began to mold its softness with his hands, savoring every delicate curve.
"Ahh~" the girl trembled as her legs kicking, from delight.
Damien could feel it working since the coldness of her body was beginning to fade, though it was still far from gone.
As he molded her breast with perfect care, his fingers gradually moved toward the center, then gently pinched the sensitive tip.
"Nooo~~~" the girl uttered unconsciously, as she bit her lips.