My Second Dungeon. 3 (R-18)

Trent hopped into the bed as well, and the young witch's playful giggles only made his cock stand even harder and more rigid. He observed her as she lay down flat on her back, and then she hoisted her fair legs high into the air, exposing the drenched, glistening entrance of her feminine fluids. The fresh and untouched appearance of her pussy suggested it would be incredibly tight. "All fours," he commanded firmly, and she complied with a flirtatious giggle, turning over to present her ass to him while bending deeply.

Trent exhaled in satisfaction and began to stroke his cock with deliberate, measured movements, as if he were a hunter sharpening his tool. As he did so, he reached out and pinched the delicate folds of her pristine pussy and—"arngh~unhh," she moaned manically. "I'm—I am very sensitive," she muttered, out of breath.