Cherie Deville loved her peaceful kitchen mornings. She had no idea what surprises awaited her today. A housewife's work is never done she thought. Then her horny stepson walked in and her innocent thoughts vanished. His presence always sparked a wild desire in her. He knows what I want she mused. Soon she was on the table, legs open for him, begging for it. The heat in her eyes was intense. He wasted no time plunging deep, her hips rising to meet his every stroke. The kitchen became their private playground. This is pure bliss she whispered. With a final powerful pound, she climbed to a blissful climax, her body trembling with satisfaction. Her kitchen was forever changed.
Then her horny stepson walked in and her innocent thoughts vanished. His presence always sparked a wild desire in her. He knows what I want she mused. 
Soon she was on the table, legs open for him, begging for it. The heat in her eyes was intense. 
He wasted no time plunging deep, her hips rising to meet his every stroke. The kitchen became their private playground. This is pure bliss she whispered. 
With a final powerful pound, she climbed to a blissful climax, her body trembling with satisfaction. Her kitchen was forever changed. 