"Fuck, Maya… it's so warm," I groaned low as my dick sank into her, inch by thick inch. Her walls immediately gripped me tight, hot, slick, and welcoming, like her body had been waiting for this all day. Every ridge and vein dragged along her inner folds, the heat enveloping me completely and making my balls tighten.
I started thrusting slowly, long, deep strokes that let me feel every inch of her pussy hugging my cock. She was soaked, dripping down my shaft with each pullback, coating me in her arousal. Maya let out soft, needy moans, her thick body rocking forward with every thrust, her heavy breasts swaying under her tunic.
She went back to stirring the pasta while I fucked her slowly from behind in the kitchen where she worked. One hand held the spoon, circling the sauce lazily, the other braced on the counter for balance as her hips pushed back to meet me. The soft clink of the spoon against the pan mixed with the wet slap of skin on skin and her quiet moans.
