His hand slid down her waist, under her french maid skirt, grabbing her bare ass, thick and perfect.
"Anh~" Celene moaned, her body jolting, her pussy throbbing harder.
He bit her nipple gently, a warning not to move, and she froze, letting him mold her ass, his fingers digging in, shaping her curves. The more he played, the stronger the pleasure, her pussy dripping, soaking her thighs.
His other hand joined, both kneading her ass, making her moan louder.
"Anhh~" Her body was on fire, her pussy trembling, releasing juices like it was welcoming him.
'I'm so wet,' she thought, shame burning but drowned by need.
'He hasn't even touched my pussy yet.'
As if reading her mind, his right hand moved, fingers brushing her slick entrance, then pushing his middle finger inside.
