The affair had started innocently enough online, but Jade's photos of her tattooed feet and full tits had quickly turned our chats into something far more dangerous. As a married man with a stunning wife and her elegant black hair waiting at home, I knew better. Yet here I was again, lying about working late to slip away to Jade's place for dinner.
Jade answered the door in a tiny black dress that clung to her tan, busty frame, the hem barely covering her ass while her cleavage threatened to burst free. Her high-heeled sandals showcased even more intricate ink on those delicious feet. She caught me staring and smirked. "Eyes up here, lover boy. Or is the wife not keeping that cock of yours satisfied these days?"
"You know exactly what you're doing," I shot back, already hard as she bent over the counter, her ass on full display. "That outfit should be illegal."
"Illegal? Please," Jade laughed, her voice sharp and teasing as she straightened up, tits jiggling. "I'm a tattoo artist, not a saint. Besides, you came running the second I mentioned dinner. Horny much?"
She moved around the kitchen, deliberately leaning low so her dress rode up, revealing the curve of her ass and the edge of her panties. I sat there drooling, my mind racing. "Keep bending like that and dinner's going to be the last thing on my mind."
"Good," she purred, setting the elaborate meal on the table. "Not hungry, are you?"
"Not for food, but for you," I growled.
Jade's eyes flashed with wicked fire. She seized me in a fierce kiss, then with a powerful sweep of her arm knocked every dish and plate crashing to the floor. "Then take it," she demanded, strong and unyielding as she yanked off her panties. Her pussy was already wet and dripping. I freed my hard cock, and she spread her legs wide, hooking those high-heeled feet over my shoulders so I could stare at the ink while I plunged deep.
We fucked hard and aggressively right there on the table. Dishes kept sliding and shattering as I pounded her dripping pussy. Jade moaned in Spanish, panting and sweating, her body arching powerfully. "¡Más fuerte, cabrón! You think you can handle this ass? Work for it!" Her witty taunts only fueled me as I grabbed her hair, thrusting relentlessly.
She came first, her strong thighs clamping around me as she flooded the table with her release. I couldn't hold back, pulling out to shoot a massive load of cum across her feet, tits, hair, and mouth, splattering even the broken dishes and wasted food.
Aroused beyond reason, I was instantly hard again. Jade flipped onto all fours atop the ruined table, taking my cock in a hungry blowjob and swallowing every drop of my second load whole.
Covered in my seed, she surveyed the mess of bodily fluids and destruction with a satisfied grin. "What a fucking mess. Worth every broken plate, though."
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