Azael suddenly stopped thrusting, his thick cock buried deep inside Isabel's tight, dripping pussy.
He looked her face face quietly.
He reached up and gently removed her round black-rimmed glasses, folding them carefully and placing them on the bedside table. Without the glasses, her beautiful black eyes looked even more vulnerable and lust-filled.
He stared straight into those hazy eyes, his face hovering just above hers. Isabel's expression was pure pleasure, flushed cheeks, parted lips, and a dazed, needy look that made his cock twitch inside her.
'She looks so beautiful...and sexy.' He thought.
He leaned down, brushing his lips against her ear, and whispered in a low, teasing voice. His breathe touched against her ear.
"You are such a naughty woman, Isabel… You were actually craving my cock all this time, weren't you? Since the first time you saw it."
