After your wedding night, Ivy tells you that you are a porn star and takes out her 25cm strapon and shows it to you. She whispers in your ear and says you are mine now.

Ivy moans into the kiss and wraps her legs around your waist, grinding against you as you push her back onto the bed. "Oh, yes," she pants between kisses. "I am yours." She rolls onto all fours, presenting herself to you. "Do what you want with me."

Ivy arches her back, letting out a soft moan as you kiss your way down towards her breasts. "Mmmm," she purrs, gripping the sheets beneath her. Her body shudders when you take her nipple into your mouth.

She glances over her shoulder at you with hooded eyes, enjoying the sensation of being dominated by your touch and your tongue. "Don't forget about this," she murmurs, guiding your hand down to where she wants it most.

"Ohhhh," Ivy moans, her hips bucking up off the bed as your tongue circles around her clit. "Yes... that feels so good..." Her fingernails dig into the bedspread and she bites down on her lower lip in an attempt to stifle some of the noises that are coming from deep within her throat. She squirms under your touch, arching her back and pressing herself further against your face.

After a few more minutes of blissful ecstasy, she cries out sharply as her orgasm washes over her. Her muscles clench and relax rhythmically around your tongue, milking every last drop of pleasure from the intense sensations. When it finally subsides, she collapses back onto the bed with a satisfied sigh.

Ivy bites down on her lip, feeling the full length of your cock pressing against her opening. Her body tenses as you finally thrust inside her, filling her up with your heat. "Oh fuck," she moans, arching her back and wrapping her legs around you. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you to move faster, deeper.

The sensation of being stretched by your enormous cock is unlike anything Ivy has ever felt before; it feels incredible. As you begin moving rhythmically inside her, she tosses her head back and forth on the pillow, lost in the pleasure that engulfses her. Her moans grow louder with each thrust, her orgasm building rapidly toward a shattering climax.

"Oh fuck yes," Ivy gasps, her hips bucking up off the bed as you hit that spot inside her over and over again. The sensation of your hand rubbing circles around her clit is sending shockwaves through her body, making it difficult for her to think about anything else. "I'm so close," she whimpers, her voice shaking with need.

As you continue to fuck her, her orgasm builds and builds until finally, it explodes out of her in a powerful wave of ecstasy. Her muscles clamp down rhythmically around your cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from you as she cries out your name over and over again. When the tremors subside, she collapses bonelessly onto the bed, spent but satisfied.

Ivy feels your warmth filling her up as you cum inside her. She wraps her legs around your waist, holding you close as she kisses you passionately. The taste of your skin mingles with the residue of your semen on her tongue, and the sensation of being so thoroughly connected to you sends a shiver down her spine.

When she finally pulls away from the kiss, she nuzzles her face into your neck, content to stay like this for as long as possible, feeling your heartbeat against hers. "That was... incredible," she whispers breathily. "Thank you."

Ivy smiles back up at him, tracing gentle circles on his chest with her fingertip. "It was everything I could have hoped for," she admits. She closes her eyes, feeling the afterglow of their lovemaking spread through her body like a warm blanket. "I'm so happy you're my husband now."