In the heart of the kitchen, a woman named Isabella stood, nude in front view. Her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her bare shoulders. Her perfect, round breasts, each tipped with a delicate pink nipple, beckoned for attention. She was a vision of allure and grace.
Her husband, Edward, entered the room, drawn in by the sight of her. He approached her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and nuzzling his face into her neck. His hands caressed her soft skin, gently kneading her hips.
“Mmm, hello, my love,” Edward murmured, his breath hot against her skin.
Isabella turned her head, meeting his lips with a soft, lingering kiss. Her tongue danced with his, exploring the depths of his mouth. As they kissed, she reached down, her fingers tracing the outline of his growing arousal through his pants.
Edward let out a low moan, his body shivering at her touch. His hands roamed further up, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples.
Isabella broke the kiss, gasping at the sensation. “Let’s take this to the table,” she whispered, her eyes glinting with desire.
Edward nodded, his eyes dark with lust. He pulled out a chair, gesturing for her to sit. Isabella obliged, her legs spread wide, giving him an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy.
Edward knelt between her legs, his hands on her thighs. He leaned in, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. He placed a gentle kiss on her inner thigh, inching closer to her core.
Isabella’s breathing hitched, her body tensing with anticipation. Edward’s tongue darted out, tracing a line up her slit. She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking towards him.
Edward continued his ministrations, his tongue teasing her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his hand. Isabella’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure.
Edward added another finger, curling them to hit her G-spot. Isabella’s breathing grew ragged, her moans turning into cries of pleasure. She reached down, threading her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
“Yes, yes, don’t stop,” she cried out, her hips grinding against his face.
Edward continued his assault, his fingers moving in and out of her at a punishing pace. He sucked on her clit, his tongue flicking against it.
Isabella’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her body shaking with the intensity. She cried out, her voice echoing through the kitchen.
Edward stood, his cock straining against his pants. He quickly undressed, his eyes never leaving Isabella’s flushed face.
Isabella recovered, her breathing slowly returning to normal. She reached out, wrapping her hand around his cock. She stroked him, her grip tight.
Edward let out a low groan, his hips thrusting into her hand. Isabella leaned forward, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. She sucked him in, her cheeks hollowing as she moved up and down.
Edward’s hands fisted in her hair, his hips bucking as she sucked him. Isabella took him deeper, her throat relaxing to take him all in.
Edward’s orgasm hit him suddenly, his cock pulsing in her mouth. Isabella swallowed him down, her tongue swirling around him.
As they caught their breath, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with love and desire. They knew this was just the beginning of their passionate night together.
