Sarah, a woman of 28 with long, flowing chestnut hair, stood in her kitchen, clad only in her apron. The morning light streamed in through the window, casting a golden hue over her perfect, perky breasts. She had been baking all morning, and the scent of fresh pastries filled the air.
Across the counter stood Jack, a ruggedly handsome man in his early thirties. He couldn’t take his eyes off Sarah as she moved about the kitchen, her curves on full display. He had always had a thing for women with long hair, and Sarah’s was the longest and most luxurious he had ever seen.
As Sarah bent over to retrieve a tray of croissants from the oven, Jack couldn’t help but stare at her perfect ass. He felt his cock begin to stir in his pants, and he knew he had to have her.
He crossed the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Sarah from behind, nuzzling his face into her long hair. She giggled and playfully swatted him away.
“Not now, Jack,” she said, “I’m trying to bake.”
But Jack was not deterred. He began to kiss Sarah’s neck, working his way up to her earlobe. She sighed and leaned back into him, her resistance melting away.
Jack’s hands began to wander, cupping Sarah’s breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her apron. She moaned softly, her hips beginning to grind against him.
Without a word, Jack slipped the apron off Sarah’s shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before him, completely naked, her long hair cascading down her back.
Jack’s cock was now fully hard, straining against his pants. He unbuttoned them and let them fall to the floor, freeing his erection.
Sarah turned to face him, her eyes wide with desire. She dropped to her knees and took Jack’s cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and sucking him deep.
Jack groaned with pleasure, his hands tangled in Sarah’s long hair as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he wanted to be inside Sarah when he came.
He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the kitchen counter, her perfect boobs pressed against the cold marble. He spread her legs wide and entered her from behind, his cock sliding deep into her wet pussy.
Sarah moaned with pleasure as Jack began to thrust, his hips slapping against her ass. She reached down and began to play with her clit, her orgasm building with each thrust.
Jack could feel himself getting close, and he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. He reached around and began to stroke Sarah’s clit, her moans growing louder and more intense.
With one final thrust, Jack came hard, filling Sarah’s pussy with his hot cum. She followed shortly after, her orgasm rippling through her body.
They stood there for a moment, catching their breath, before collapsing onto the kitchen floor in a tangled mess of limbs and long hair.
The end.
