It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of simmering spaghetti and garlic bread. Sarah, a woman in her late twenties, with long, wavy auburn hair, was busy preparing dinner. She was wearing a loose white blouse, unbuttoned just enough to reveal her ample cleavage, and a pair of tight-fitting shorts that accentuated her perfect round butt. Her blouse was slightly translucent, revealing the outlines of her lacy black bra and the curves of her firm, full breasts.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong hands on her hips. She turned around to find John, her husband of five years, standing behind her. He was a tall, muscular man with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing only a pair of low-slung jeans, which revealed his toned abs and the outline of his growing erection.
John leaned in and whispered in Sarah’s ear, “I can’t wait any longer. I need you now.”
Sarah’s heart skipped a beat as she felt John’s hot breath on her neck. She turned around to face him, and they began to kiss passionately. Their tongues danced together as their hands explored each other’s bodies.
John started to unbutton Sarah’s blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. Sarah let out a soft moan as she ran her fingers through John’s hair.
John then picked Sarah up and placed her on the kitchen counter. He spread her legs apart and started to lick her pussy through her shorts. Sarah let out a louder moan as she felt John’s tongue exploring her wetness.
