It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of spices and the sound of sizzling meat. Sarah, a stunning woman in her late twenties, stood at the counter, her long, dark hair cascading down her bare shoulders. She was completely naked, her perfect, firm breasts on display, her nipples hardening in the cool air of the kitchen.
As she chopped vegetables for the salad, she couldn’t help but feel a stirring in her loins. She had been feeling horny all day, and the thought of her husband, Mark, coming home soon made her pussy wet with anticipation.
Just as she was thinking this, she heard the front door open and close. Mark walked into the kitchen, his eyes widening at the sight of his wife, naked and ready for him.
“Well, hello there,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. “You look good enough to eat.”
Sarah giggled, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks. “I was hoping you would say that,” she replied, her voice husky with desire.
Mark crossed the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Sarah’s waist and pulling her close. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together as they tasted each other. Sarah moaned, her body arching against his.
Mark’s hands roamed over Sarah’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Sarah gasped, her pussy clenching with need. She reached down, stroking Mark’s hard cock through his pants.
