In the heart of a cozy suburban home, a woman named Isabella with long, flowing hair and perfect, firm breasts stood naked in the kitchen. The tiles were cool against her bare feet, and the early morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her tanned skin. Her long brunette hair cascaded down her shoulders, swaying gently as she moved.
Isabella, a 28-year-old woman with a captivating smile and sparkling green eyes, had always been comfortable in her own skin. She loved the feeling of the morning air on her body and savored the moments of solitude before her husband, Mark, woke up and the day began in earnest.
As she leaned against the kitchen counter, reaching up to grab a cup from the top shelf, she felt a familiar stirring between her legs. She had always been a sexual person, and the thought of her husband finding her naked in the kitchen, ready for him, brought a rush of excitement to her core. She closed her eyes and let her hand drift down to her smooth mound, gently parting her lips to find her swollen clit.
Just then, she heard footsteps approaching. She opened her eyes to see Mark, a 32-year-old man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, enter the room. His gaze immediately fell upon his wife’s bare form, and he felt a surge of desire. He had always loved her confidence and sensuality, and seeing her standing there, so open and inviting, made his cock twitch in his pants.
Without a word, he crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with his. He could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest, and the heat radiating from her pussy.
Mark’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and cupping her breasts. Isabella moaned softly as he pinched her nipples, her hips grinding against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach, and she longed to feel him inside her.
Breaking the kiss, Mark trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. Isabella tilted her head back, giving him better access, her breath hitching as he reached her erect nipples. He swirled his tongue around one, then the other, before taking each one into his mouth and sucking gently. Isabella’s hands clenched in his hair, holding him close as she moaned her pleasure.
Mark’s hands continued to roam, one sliding down to her smooth ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. Isabella gasped as he slid a finger between her ass cheeks, teasing her tight hole. She had always loved it when he played with her ass, and she could feel herself growing wetter at the thought of him taking her there.
Breaking away from her nipples, Mark knelt before her, his eyes locked on her glistening pussy. He could see the moisture glistening on her lips, and he couldn’t resist the urge to taste her. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to swipe at her clit. Isabella cried out, her hips bucking as he began to lick and suck at her most sensitive spot.
Mark’s fingers joined in, two of them sliding into her wet pussy. He curled them, finding that spot inside her that always drove her wild. Isabella’s cries grew louder, her hips grinding against his face as she chased her orgasm.
Suddenly, she tensed, her back arching as she came hard, her juices flowing over Mark’s fingers. He continued to lick and suck at her clit, drawing out every last shiver of pleasure.
When she had finally come down from her high, Mark stood, his lips glistening with her juices. Isabella reached down, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his hard cock. She stroked it gently, watching as a drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip.
Mark groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she continued to stroke him. He reached down, tangling his hand in her long hair, pulling her close. She opened her mouth, taking him deep, her tongue swirling around his cock as she began to suck.
Mark’s hands tightened in her hair, guiding her as he began to fuck her
