Sex on the kitchen table after tea: I was masturbating until he fucked me and came on my tits

The woman sighs as she leans back on the kitchen table, her fingers glistening between her thighs. He watches, hungry, before stepping forward and pinning her wrists above her head. His cock presses against her entrance, slick and ready, and with a deep thrust, he fills her completely. The wet slaps of skin echo as he fucks her hard, her moans mixing with the clatter of dishes. His rhythm quickens, and with a groan, he pulls out, spurting thick ropes of cum across her heaving chest. She watches it drip down her tits, sticky and warm, before he collapses beside her, breathless and satisfied.