Cucumber salad

She walked into the kitchen to fix a cucumber salad. The vegetables lay waiting on the counter, long and thick, some of them curved just so. She picked one up and felt its weight in her hand, ran her fingers along the cool skin. Before she knew it the salad was forgotten. She pressed the cucumber between her legs, still fully dressed, and rocked her hips against it. The pressure built fast. She tugged her panties aside and guided the thick end inside her, pushing it deeper with each roll of her pelvis. Her breath came quick and sharp. She fucked herself on the counter, legs spread wide, the cucumber gliding in and out of her wet pussy until her thighs started to shake. She came hard, clenched around the vegetable, juices running down the shaft onto her fingers.