"Haa haa, hubby, be gentle with me…" Yasmine mumbled in a soft voice, looking at him with her red seductive eyes.
She craved his touch and wanted to be in his embrace, feel connected to him, and let him take her so long after their marriage.
Vritra lay on top of her. Pressing her body under his, feeling her hot and smooth skin, with her squishy breasts pressing against his chest.
He gently caressed her rosy cheek and gave a light kiss on her lips. Then, gazing into her eyes, he smiled and replied: "Don't worry, wifey, I will be ve~ry gentle."
"Mmmm," Yasmine smiled, feeling more relaxed in his arms.
Despite being his first wife, she was the last among all his wives to be intimate with him in this way after so long.
With one hand caressing her head, Vritra moved his other hand downwards as he held his penis and pointed the tip at the entrance of her vagina.
