Her bronze body spread beneath me like a feast of sculpted temptation, her toned thighs trembling in a perfect V, muscles rippling under sweat-sheened skin as my thick, veiny cock filled her virgin pussy for the first time, stretching her untouched depths with unyielding pressure.
Her inner walls were a furnace of heat, slick and fluttering, gripping me in waves that made my shaft pulse with raw need, every inch of her tightness molding around me like molten silk.
I had been still—kissing her flushed cheek softly, my lips lingering on the salty warmth of her skin, whispering soft affirmations against her ear, my hot breath teasing the sensitive lobe—but once her hymen tore and her tears faded into shivering acceptance, her green eyes hazy with a cocktail of lingering ache and blooming ecstasy, I grinned into her tousled green hair, inhaling the musky scent of her arousal, and growled low, voice dripping with possessive hunger:
"You wanted gentle, wife.
I gave it.
