Captivating Passion: walking in on wife

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, walking in on wife chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like walking in on wife”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “walking in on wife” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “walking in on wife” bliss.