Kitchen counter slick with anticipation, wife in gray hoodie yanked up, panties shoved aside. Blonde ponytail swings while she grips the edge, his gray beanie bobbing as he buries his face in her exposed pussy — tongue lashing, fingers plunging. She arches against cabinets, thighs quivering. He stands, grips her hips, cock slamming into her ass from behind. Bent low over drawers, her slim legs tense with each thrust. Pace builds frantic, her grip white-knuckled on wood. Wife's moans echo off orange walls, plants rattling nearby. Switches to her sprawled wide, pounding deeper until tension snaps.
