Heat in The Kitchen (M&F18+)

She was in the kitchen making dinner when I turned the corner. Her beauty always drew me towards her and had awakened a deep desire to have her in all ways over the years. Sometimes it’s hard to control myself when I see her, especially when she wears short nightgowns like she was tonight. Tonight was one of those nights where I let the beast out and she enjoyed every moment of it.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her into my already hard cock. She let out a surprised yelp and jumped, her tits hitting my hand as they bounced. 

“Mmmm,” I moaned, grabbing both her tits and squeezing them. She moaned and leaned into me as I kissed the base of her neck and inhaled her scent. 

“Are you trying to tease me with that nightie and no bra?” I pinched both her nipples and she let out a small cry. 

“It’s been over a week and we have the house to ourselves,” she said, pushing her ass against my hard cock. I groaned and looped my fingers under her nightie straps then quickly yanked it down. My eyes widened in surprise to see her naked with only a buttplug in, the purple jem sparkling in the kitchen light.