**Chapter 7: The Union of Two Souls**

The air was charged with anticipation as Grizelda and Bertrand locked eyes, their gazes burning with a deep desire for one another. The time for foreplay was over, and they both knew it. With a slow, seductive smile, Grizelda climbed onto the bed, her movements fluid and deliberate. Bertrand's eyes never left hers as she positioned herself above him, his cock rising up to greet her. As she lowered herself down, Bertrand's dick grazed her pussy, sending shivers down her spine. Grizelda felt a rush of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation. Bertrand's cock was big, and she knew it would be a challenge to take him in. But she was determined to make this work, to join with him in a way that would leave them both breathless. With a deep breath, Grizelda began to lower herself down, Bertrand's cock slowly entering her. At first, it was a tight fit, and Grizelda felt a slight discomfort as her body stretched to accommodate him. But she was not one to give up easily, and she began to move her hips in a slow, circular motion, working to relax her muscles and take him in. Bertrand's eyes were fixed on hers, his face set in a mask of concentration. He could see the effort Grizelda was putting into taking him, and he was determined to help her. He reached up, his hands grasping for her hips, and gently guided her down. As she sank lower, Bertrand's cock seemed to grow even bigger, filling her to the brim. The sensation was almost overwhelming, and Grizelda felt her eyes rolling back in her head. She was stretched to the limit, but she refused to give up. With a slow, sensual movement, she began to rise up, Bertrand's cock sliding out of her before she slowly lowered herself back down. The two of them moved in tandem, their bodies working together to find a rhythm that would work for both of them. It was a slow, agonizing process, but Grizelda could feel herself becoming more and more relaxed, her body adapting to the size of Bertrand's cock. As they moved, their eyes locked, and Grizelda could see the desire and passion burning in Bertrand's gaze. She knew that he was feeling it too, this deep connection that went beyond mere physical pleasure. They were two souls, coming together in a way that would change them both forever. The sensation of being joined with Bertrand was intoxicating, and Grizelda felt herself becoming lost in the moment. She was no longer thinking about the challenge of taking him in; she was simply feeling, her body and mind focused on the pleasure of their union. As they continued to move, their bodies began to find a rhythm, a slow, sensual dance that seemed to grow more intense with every passing moment. Grizelda could feel herself building towards a crescendo, her body tense with anticipation. And she knew that Bertrand was right there with her, his eyes locked on hers as they moved towards a union that would leave them both breathless.