He crept up behind her, his hard cock pressed against her ass. She gasped, but didn't turn around. He ran his fingers through her wet hair and whispered filthy words in her ear. She shivered and moaned softly as he squeezed one of her plump tits through the thin cotton of her shirt.
Without warning, he grabbed her hips and thrust his rock-hard cock deep inside her tight asshole. She bit her lip, trying to suppress her cries of pleasure. He started a steady rhythm, fucking her from behind while she stirred the boiling pot of pasta.
"You like being my little anal slut?" He growled into her ear. "How about I cum inside you while you finish cooking?" His dirty talk made her wetter, and she nodded her assent.
He pulled out his prize-winning essay from the drawer.
