Seeing Lyne's signature faint smile, Boris knew that he had finally loosened her enough for her to feel comfortable with them making love. Aiming his throbbing shaft against her slit, he felt little resistance as he slid right in, her cave clinging onto him tightly.
"N-NGhh!!"
"Tell me to stop, Lyne. Oh, you're so tight…" Boris gasped as if he was also in pain like her.
Lyne bit her lower lip. Her body stilled because of the sudden sharp pain tearing her apart.
Boris also stopped, looking at her with concern. "Are you alright? I'm sorry if I'm a bit big. I promise the discomfort will fade in time…" he murmured as he showered her face with soft kisses as if to soothe her pain.
