My new strap-on

School holiday, just us. I watch her move through the kitchen, unaware the package that came this morning sits already open on the bedroom floor. The harness we picked out together. Thick silicone cock still half-wrapped in tissue. I pull the straps around my waist first, then the ones that bite into my thighs, feeling everything shift and settle into place. When she walks in she stops. Eyes drop. I step close, cup her jaw, tilt her chin up. My new cock presses against her hip. She breathes out, sharp. I slide one hand down, push two fingers into her while the weight of that toy nudges forward, ready. Then I turn her, bend her over the edge of the bed, line up, and sink in slow, watching every inch disappear. She makes a broken sound I feel in my spine. I grip her hips, drive deeper, the straps pulling tight with every thrust. No hesitation now. Just the wet sound of her taking it, the slap of skin, my breath ragged against her back while I fuck her exactly how we both knew I would.