Love on the Battlefield

His hand stroked its way down my body along the plain of my stomach until it reached the heat in between my spread legs. Ren’s skillful fingers began stroking my wetness and my hips bucked at the sudden pleasure of being touched. My pussy throbbed with desire, and it felt so hot inside.

“You’re wet…but so tight…” Ren groaned softly as he pushed two fingers into my love hole.

I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out at the abrupt entrance of his fingers, stretching me, and filling me up deep inside. My pussy clenched around his fingers before I tried to relax around him.

“I’m ok…so…please…Ren…” I whispered, inviting him to continue.