Elf apron tease turns to kitchen counter pounding

Steam rises faintly from the simmering pot on the stove, casting a hazy glow over the tiled kitchen where the pink-haired elf stands at the cutting board, her frilly blue apron tied loosely around her waist, leaving her pert small breasts and smooth back exposed. She's slicing vegetables with deliberate strokes, pointy ears perked, when a sudden warmth presses against her from behind—her lover's hands clamp onto her plush ass cheeks, spreading them as he thrusts in deep, her body jolting forward against the counter with a soft gasp that echoes off the cabinets. The air thickens with the scent of herbs and arousal, her pink strands swaying with each rhythmic push, the apron's bow fluttering like a teasing flag. She arches back into him, clenching around his length, the cutting board forgotten as pleasure overrides the meal prep, her whimpers mingling with the gentle sizzle on the stove.