As the night fell outside, you and I found ourselves in the warm, inviting glow of my kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the air, mingling with our heated breaths. Your hands traced along my body, exploring every curve and contour. Your touch sent shivers down my spine as you pressed me against the countertop.
Your fingers dipped into my already damp panties, slowly teasing my clit. I arched my back, craving more. Before I knew it, you had impaled me on your thick cock, filling me up completely. I gasped at the sensation of being so full, but it only fueled my desire for more.
You started to move, your hips rolling against mine in a rhythm that was both forceful and unyielding. I wrapped my legs around you, urging you to go deeper. My heart raced with anticipation as I felt you press harder against me, the sheets rustling softly beneath us.
