Pressing onto Eni's chest was like grabbing a hold of several roses, except, roses didn't moan when one squeezed them.
Nechi preferred to have sex with men, but what she and Eni were experiencing here felt like the most natural thing in the world. She knew how to please a woman, because Nechi was a woman herself, so every move she made was, and felt so right.
Her hands sunk in Eni's breasts every time she squeezed them, as if they disappeared into a comforting void. There was barely any muscle on Eni's big breasts, they were mostly made out of fat, so they felt like the softest things in the world.
