Melissa, a 28-year-old woman with long, flowing auburn hair and front-view perfect boobs, was preparing dinner in her spacious kitchen. She wore a fitted, low-cut red dress that accentuated her ample cleavage and shapely legs. The smell of spices and garlic filled the air as she chopped vegetables and sautéed chicken.
Suddenly, she heard the front door open and close. She turned to see her husband, Mark, a tall and muscular 32-year-old man with short brown hair, walk into the kitchen. He wore a suit and tie, having just come from work.
“Hello, my love,” Melissa said, giving him a seductive smile.
“Hey, beautiful,” Mark replied, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck.
Melissa let out a soft moan as Mark’s lips touched her sensitive skin. She closed her eyes and leaned back into his embrace, feeling his erection press against her ass.
Mark began to kiss Melissa’s neck and shoulders, his hands roaming over her curves. Melissa’s breath hitched as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples.
“Someone’s eager,” Melissa whispered, turning to face Mark.
She reached up and tugged at his tie, pulling him closer for a deep, passionate kiss. Mark’s hands slid down to Melissa’s ass, grabbing and squeezing as they ground their hips together.
Melissa broke the kiss and pulled away, a mischievous glint in her eye. She turned and walked over to the kitchen counter, bending over and giving Mark a view of her perfect ass.
“Like what you see?” Melissa asked, looking over her shoulder.
Mark didn’t reply, instead walking over to Melissa and pressing his hard cock against her ass. Melissa moaned as she felt him grind against her, his hands reaching around to grip her breasts.
Mark began to kiss and nibble on Melissa’s neck, his fingers teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress. Melissa reached back and undid the zipper, letting the dress fall to the floor.
She was now wearing only a red lace thong and matching bra. Mark’s hands roamed over her bare skin, his fingers tracing the curves and contours of her body.
Melissa reached down and slipped her hand into her thong, rubbing her clit as Mark continued to pleasure her breasts. She let out a low moan, her hips bucking against her hand.
Mark took this as a sign and hooked his fingers into the thong, pulling it down and off. Melissa stepped out of it, spreading her legs wider as Mark knelt behind her.
He began to lick and suck on Melissa’s pussy, his tongue teasing her clit and sliding inside her wet hole. Melissa moaned and gripped the counter, her legs trembling as Mark brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
Just as she was about to cum, Mark stood up and entered her from behind. Melissa let out a loud moan as he filled her, his hips slapping against her ass as he thrust deep and hard.
They fucked like this for several minutes, Melissa’s moans filling the kitchen as Mark grunted and groaned behind her. Finally, Melissa came, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock as she screamed his name.
Mark followed shortly after, cumming deep inside Melissa as she milked every last drop from him.
They collapsed on the kitchen floor, panting and sweating as they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
“I love you, Melissa,” Mark whispered, kissing her neck.
“I love you too, Mark,” Melissa replied, smiling as she snuggled against him.
