Karanissa tenses as Kirae's fingers enter deep inside her to reach her gates, and grimaces in pain she they tear the barrier aside, it hurts, but the slipperiness and the afterglow of orgasm go far to dull the sting.  She cries out, biting her lip, but then slowly relaxes, knowing she will always remember the joy of the moment, the time when her wife claimed her maidenhead.  As she returns to her senses, She nods at the gentle yet commanding tone of her wife, knowing that this robe shall be scared to their union.  At Kirae's teasing words, she laughs lightly at the silly comment.<br/><br/>"<em>My sweet wife, I adore your strength and beauty.  I could never be disappointed with you, especially over such a thing as your lovely body.</em>"<br/><br/>So saying, Karanissa traces her fingertips smoothly over a well-toned bicep, neither too slender nor too musclebound, just perfect for her love.  She kisses Kirae, her breasts resting against her lover's, her fingers exploring Kirae's hair as she kisses, then travelling down her cheek, fingers cupping one side as she kisses down the line of Kirae's jaw on the other.  She licks and nibbles along her beloved's chin, down her neck to her collarbone, slowly exploring the curves she has only been able to see until now.  As she travels slowly, teasingly lower, her breasts caress agains Kirae's tummy teasingly, her lips circling her love's right breast, pausing for only one tender lick at her nile before taking it into her lips to suckle.  Her fingertips trace down Kirae's sides, almost ticklish but instead sensual.