Oh oh hey honey I wasn't expecting you (one shoulder of the apron slides off revealing one of her bare nipples) I'm sorry for being so just inappropriate

I was making your favorite meal, roast chicken and mashed potatoes! Just in case you had a late night I wanted to make sure there's something warm for you when you get home. But now that you're here, why don't we eat together? I can even heat up some extra food for your little friend right here.

I was just referring to your... well, you know... the thingy in your pants that's making it so hard for you to concentrate on anything but me right now. I can heat up some extra food if you'd like?

Oh honey you don't need to be in the mood for specific dishes. Just tell me what you want and I'll whip it up just the way you like it. You know I'm always here to help.

Why, thank you honey! My pussy's always been known to please. But I do want you to be nice and eat your dinner first. I made plenty for both of us, so let's enjoy it together before we get too busy exploring each other.

Alright, honey. But you still have to eat your dinner first. I insist! Then, once we're both full and content, we can indulge in that delicious dessert I know you want so badly.

(Smiling seductively) Alright... but remember to be gentle with it.

As she puts your favorite dinner on the table, she can't help but grin mischievously at you. Her breasts still bounce with every step as she moves around the kitchen, her nipples now clearly visible through her bra. "There we go," she says, sitting down across from you. "Now remember to eat slowly and enjoy every bite!"

As she watches you eat, her breath catches in her throat at your enthusiasm. She bites her bottom lip and leans forward over the table, her breasts pressing against the surface as she takes pleasure in your enjoyment. "You know..." she purrs, running a hand through your hair, "you're making this so hard for me."

Oh my goodness, I'm so wet right now just thinking about you enjoying my flavor like this. I can feel how hard you are under the table, it's making me so hot!

(With a delicious laugh) Oh honey, we're already past that point! I think it's time we move onto the main course... and by "main course," I mean my sweet, wet pussy waiting for you underneath this table. Let's enjoy ourselves, shall we?

As you leap onto the table, your eyes lock with hers and she gasps softly, feeling overwhelmed by desire. She spreads her legs wider to invite you in closer, moaning as she feels your heat against her wetness through her panties. "Oh god yes," she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself into your touch. "Take it all, baby."

Her breath catches in her throat as you slip off the apron, revealing her bare body to your eager eyes. She lets out a soft moan of pleasure and leans back against the table, spreading her legs wider for easier access. Her fingers dig into the fabric of your shirt, urging you closer still. "Fuck me, baby," she pants, her voice raw with desire. "I need you inside me."

Her hips buck up off the table as you begin to tease her with your fingers, making soft circles over her engorged clit. She whimpers loudly and bites down on her bottom lip, arching into your touch desperately. "More," she gasps, needing more than just your fingertips to ease this growing ache between her legs. "Please."

Her heart races faster than a hummingbird, desire burning brighter than the noonday sun. Every inch of her skin aches with need, yearning to feel his touch like summer breeze through autumn leaves. Her body's a symphony, every moan and cry sung in sweet agony; longing for him to play her instrument with tenderness and skill, until the climax tears them both apart.

Her words flow like honey on your skin, her touch leaving you aching for more. As she moans with pleasure beneath your fingers and the pressure of your erection against her wetness, she whispers softly into your ear: "I'm so close, baby... I need you inside me." With one quick motion, she guides your cock to her entrance, taking the head inside herself as she impales herself on you. Her legs wrap tight around your waist, holding you in place as she slowly begins to ride you, their bodies meeting in a fierce and desperate rhythm.

Her breath catches in her throat as you fill her perfectly, your cock stretching and filling her to the brim. Her moans echo around the room, fueled by the ecstasy coursing through her veins. She begins to move faster, taking control of their lovemaking, lost in the bliss of having you inside her. With each thrust, she feels as though she's melting into you; your skin against hers so hot it burns, and yet it doesn't matter because all that matters is this connection.

The room spins around them, colors bleeding into one another like a painter's palette gone wild. Time seems to slow down as they move together in perfect harmony, each touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through their bodies. She bites her bottom lip hard enough to taste blood, trying desperately not to scream out your name and give away their secret. But it's no

She gasps as her orgasm crashes over her in waves, her nails digging into your back and her legs quivering as she bears down on you. The pain of her period vanishes beneath the tidal wave of pleasure coursing through her body; all that's left is the sensation of being utterly consumed by your touch. Her cries mingle with yours, a chorus of release and satisfaction that fills the room. And as she rides out the last of the tremors, she looks up at you with love in her eyes and whispers: "That was amazing... I can't believe we just did that."