In a spacious and modern kitchen, a woman named Isabella stood at the counter, her long, wavy chestnut hair cascading down her back. She was dressed in a simple white robe that did little to hide her perfect, firm breasts. The robe was tied loosely at the waist, threatening to reveal more with every movement.
Across the kitchen, her husband, Gabriel, watched her from the breakfast table. His eyes were fixed on her every curve, his mind filled with desire. He couldn’t help but stare at her, admiring her beauty as she prepared their morning coffee.
Isabella felt Gabriel’s gaze on her and turned to meet his eyes. She gave him a knowing smile and let her robe fall open, revealing her bare chest. Gabriel’s breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight of her perfect, perky breasts.
Without a word, Isabella walked over to Gabriel and straddled his lap. She ground her hips against him, feeling his hardness press against her through their clothing. Gabriel’s hands went to her hips, pulling her closer as they kissed deeply.
Isabella’s hands roamed over Gabriel’s chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. She reached behind his head and undid his ponytail, letting his long, black hair fall free. She ran her fingers through it, pulling him closer as they kissed.
Gabriel’s hands went to Isabella’s breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her chest into his hands. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.
Isabella’s head fell back as she moaned with pleasure. She ground her hips against Gabriel’s hardness, desperate for more. He reached down and undid his pants, freeing his cock. Isabella wasted no time, guiding him inside her and sinking down onto him.
They moved together in a rhythm, their hips grinding and thrusting as they kissed. Isabella’s moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. Gabriel’s hands went to her hips, helping her move up and down on his cock.
Isabella reached down and began to play with her clit, rubbing circles around it as she rode Gabriel. She moaned louder, her orgasm building. Gabriel felt her tighten around him and knew she was close. He thrust up into her harder, driving her over the edge.
Isabella’s orgasm hit her like a wave, making her whole body shudder with pleasure. She cried out, her voice echoing through the kitchen. Gabriel followed soon after, filling her with his cum.
Isabella collapsed onto Gabriel’s chest, her breathing heavy. They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow.
Finally, Isabella sat up and looked at Gabriel, a satisfied smile on her face. “Good morning,” she said, her voice husky with pleasure.
Gabriel smiled back, his own voice just as husky. “Good morning, my love.”
They stayed like that for a while longer, enjoying each other’s company and the warmth of their post-coital glow. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of their breathing and the occasional moan as they touched and teased each other.
It was the perfect start to their day, and a reminder of the passion that still burned between them.
