Yasmin was never intimate with a man, but priestesses taught her about body parts and how things work, and she wondered if Axel's thing will fit in her because just his finger was making her feel the fullness in her.
Any thoughts of caution disappeared when Axel added a second finger and started thrusting inside her while his palm pressed on her clit.
His touch was electric, making her whole body hum and she rocked her hips to meet his hand.
Yasmin gripped Axel's back and buried her face in the crook of his neck, her labored breaths splashed on his skin, telling him to keep going. And he did.
"Ah… Ah… AH!", she cried as her body trembled, getting closer to the climax with each stroke, and Axel groaned while imagining his cock in there instead of his fingers.
Without any warning, Yasmin's hand fell on top of Axel's and she applied pressure to push his hand away.
