It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of dinner being prepared. Sarah, a stunning woman with long, flowing hair, was standing at the counter, wearing nothing but a smile. Her perfect, firm breasts were on display, and she ran her fingers over her nipples, feeling them harden with excitement.
Her husband, John, walked into the kitchen and stopped in his tracks when he saw her. He couldn’t believe the sight that greeted him. Sarah turned to him, her eyes smoldering with desire. She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I thought I’d start without you,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
John’s hands immediately went to her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples. Sarah let out a soft moan as he touched her, her body responding instantly to his touch.
John’s mouth found hers, and they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Sarah’s hands went to his pants, and she began to undo his belt.
“Not yet,” John growled, pulling away from her. “I want to taste you first.”
He knelt down in front of her, his eyes never leaving hers. He spread her legs apart and leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her wetness. Sarah let out a loud moan as he licked her, her body trembling with pleasure.
John’s fingers joined his tongue, and he began to massage her clit as he licked her. Sarah’s legs began to shake, and she grabbed onto the counter for support.
“Oh, John, yes,” she moaned, her body on the brink of orgasm.
