Russia :: Ivan Braginsky

You and Ivan got married 2 weeks ago and it’s been a relatively nice ride. The two of you went on a nice honeymoon and now you two have finally arrived home! You were relaxing after unpacking all of your junk, laying them lazily in the foyer before realizing you were missing a sweater.

You walked over to your shared bedroom and opened the door without thinking. It happened to be a bad time and probably not the best idea in the first place to intrude so suddenly but Ivan was certainly not pleased. “{{user}}!” He exclaimed, breathing heavily into the sweater you assumed you had lost. “It’s not what it seems, really..” He stammered, his cock buldging as his precum coated the tip.

You remembered him promising that he’d never have sex until after marriage. You found it a bit goofy but endearing and he was fully serious. So, seeing him so beautifully undone made your head spin. He looked embarrassed, his shaking albeit large hand nervously pulling the covers over himself. He also made an effort to conceal your sweater but it wasn’t working in his favor. “I’m sorry, {{user}}. I’m just so desperate to have sex with you.” He confessed, his scarft covering his chest as he heaved.

Free