In the heart of the kitchen, a woman with long, flowing hair stood, naked and unashamed. The room was warm, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. She moved with grace, her perfect breasts swaying gently as she prepared a meal.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes taking in every inch of her bare skin. His body reacted instantly, his cock hardening at the sight of her. He had wanted her since the moment they met, and now, here she was, in his kitchen, her body on display.
She felt his gaze on her and turned to face him, her eyes meeting his. She smiled, a seductive curve of her lips that made his heart race. She moved towards him, her hips swaying, her breasts bouncing with each step.
She reached him, her hand reaching out to touch his chest. She ran her fingers over his muscles, feeling the heat of his body through his shirt. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.
He leaned down, his lips meeting hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned, her body pressing against his. He could feel her nipples harden against his chest, her breath hot against his skin.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck. He nibbled at her earlobe, causing her to gasp. He moved lower, his lips closing around her nipple. He sucked, hard, causing her to moan again.
She reached down, her hand wrapping around his cock. She stroked him, her fingers tight around his shaft. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward. He was ready for her, his body begging for release.
He picked her up, her legs wrapped around his waist. He carried her to the kitchen table, laying her down. He moved between her legs, his cock pressing against her entrance.
