Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

When it was finally seated all the way inside her, Coralyn

didn’t dare move. It was too much. She was stretched to the

limit. It hurt and burned. Giana made the first move. She

tugged Coralyn forward, which made her whimper in protest,

then moan at the sheer pleasure of the shift in her hips forward

and the change of the toy inside her. She kissed her furiously

before releasing her mouth, but not her face. She held her face

cupped there in her palms as she slowly rolled her hips,

pushing the toy in and out of Coralyn.

“Oh god,” Coralyn whimpered. “Oh god, Giana.”

Just one stroke, one roll of her hips, and Coralyn was

panting. The nipple clamps combined with the furious pressure

inside her built a wall of white that was coming at her swiftly

and she wasn’t going to be able to get out of the way.

Giana grasped Coralyn’s hips and tilted them forward,

canting them onto the toy as she raised her own and stroked

hard, thrusting it all the way in. She wriggled underneath her,

rolling to the rhythm she was setting, which reminded Coralyn

that she was also feeling the toy deep inside herself. A shiver

sawed through her. Her hands were tied, but Giana’s weren’t,

and they worked magic.

All of a sudden, she was shifted, turning over. Giana bucked

her off and pulled her by her ankle to the end of the bed. It was

worse because Coralyn’s hands were tied behind her back.

Worse and hotter. So much hotter. She was at Giana’s mercy.

Giana spread her open, lifting her legs and tucking them

around her own hips before she leaned in and thrust into

Coralyn in a single hard thrust with that thick toy.

She fucked her ruthlessly with it, driving into Coralyn’s

swollen pussy again and again. She was so sensitive from