Aldred's hands approached Zafrina's rear with a calm yet serious expression. He did not seem to be affected by the beatiful peaches in front of him.
'As expected from a man from a rare blood type. He must be used to this type of scene.' Zafrina wondered if she could become one of his women.
Suddenly, Aldred lifted her dress, revealing her snow-white buttocks, silky golden undergarment, and her long smooth legs.
Her peach-like butt was perky and smooth as Aldred caressed his hand on it. Zafrina trembled before he pushed all of his ten fingers into her soft buttcheeks.
Zafrina moaned, and then closed her mouth. "Is this necessary?"
"Please be quiet. I need to focus." Aldred activated his godly eyes and massaged her but. His hands was that of a master, kneading and threading like it was dough.