Kitchen counter quickie in maid thighhighs

I was tidying up the kitchen in my little maid outfit, those white thighhighs hugging my legs, when he snuck up behind me. My heart raced as I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass, and I arched my back over the counter, needy for him to take me right there. I whimpered, pushing back, my long hair falling over my shoulder as sunlight streamed in. That's when he gripped my cheeks, sliding deep inside my wet pussy. I gasped, clenching tight around him, my body rocking with every thrust. The bra straps slipped a bit, but I didn't care—I owned this moment, dripping and moaning for more, milking him until I came hard on that kitchen counter.