Red lace bra and thong clinging to her curves, she bends over the kitchen counter, pulling the fabric aside to bare herself. Wooden cabinets gleam behind her as his hands clamp down on her wide hips. Deep strokes pull her back against him with each thrust, her ass jiggling with every rough pump. Soft moans escape her parted lips as she presses into the counter, fingers digging into the edge. The kitchen tiles reflect the overhead light while her body rocks between the sink and stove.