Hardly a second after she walked in the door, Niah felt a rush of wind behind her as the door slammed shut as a figure roughly shoved her over the kitchen counter.

“Bab- Ah!” Her words were immediately cut off when her pants were ripped downward and her entrance was penetrated by his thick cock. What began as a light yelp quickly crescendoed into an ecstatic scream of pleasure. Without missing a beat, she met his thrusting rhythm. 

For the next few minutes, this went on, uninterrupted, save for the occasional slap of the ass or rough kiss on the neck. As the two drew closer to climax, she turned her head to face him and blew him a kiss, which he returned promptly. A final, nearly tepid thrust signaled his arrival and a wet warmth filled her, triggering her own orgasm. 

Naih would have collapsed onto the floor, had Anil not already collapsed on top of her.

“Missed me?”