Pleasuring herself while thinking of him

Freda’s POV

It was a sunny morning, and the air was filled with anticipation as we prepared for our training session. Jim, being the more experienced fighter, suggested that we have a friendly sparring match to test my skills. Despite knowing that I was no match for him, I couldn't resist the opportunity to challenge myself and see how far I had come.

We stepped onto the training mat, surrounded by the sound of our breathing and the occasional echo of our footsteps. Jim's confident stance and focused gaze told me that he was ready to give it his all, while I tried to steady my nerves and gather my determination.

The moment the match began, Jim's speed and agility became apparent. His movements were fluid and precise as if he had mastered every aspect of combat. He effortlessly dodged my attempts to land a punch or a kick, always staying one step ahead of me. I could feel the frustration building within me, but I refused to give up.

With each failed attempt, I became more aware of the