Alexis cooks up something hot

Alexis skips dinner and climbs onto the kitchen counter. Her dress slips open as she sits, bare thighs pressed to the cool marble. She takes the small handheld toy, presses the buzzing head straight to her clit, then pushes the curved tip inside. Every slow drag against her G-spot makes her breath catch. She grinds harder, hips rocking, free hand gripping the counter edge. Her moans fill the room. The orgasm rips through her in tight, pulsing waves. She stays sprawled for a long minute, toy still twitching inside her, before she finally slides off the marble with shaky legs. The kitchen suddenly feels like a place worth lingering in.