It was a warm summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of spaghetti and meatballs. Sarah, a stunning 28-year-old woman with long, flowing hair and perfect, firm breasts, was busy cooking dinner for her husband, Mark.
Mark, who had just come home from a long day at work, couldn’t help but stare at his wife as she moved around the kitchen. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her perfect breasts were barely contained by her tight, white t-shirt.
Sarah noticed her husband’s gaze and smiled. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Mark responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Sarah’s curves as they explored each other’s mouths.
Without breaking their kiss, Sarah led Mark over to the kitchen counter and pushed him back onto it. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips as she continued to kiss him. Mark’s hands found their way to Sarah’s breasts, squeezing and caressing them through her t-shirt.
Sarah broke their kiss and stood up, pulling her t-shirt over her head to reveal her perfect, bare breasts. Mark couldn’t help but stare, his cock already rock hard in his pants. Sarah noticed and smiled, reaching down to stroke his length through the fabric.
Mark groaned, his hips bucking up as Sarah continued to touch him. She leaned down and kissed him again, her breasts pressing against his chest as they made out. Sarah’s hand moved to the button of Mark’s pants, quickly undoing it and pulling down his zipper.
Mark’s cock sprang free, and Sarah wasted no time wrapping her hand around it. She stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive head. Mark moaned, his hips thrusting up into her hand.
