(mh=isENiMHWP7ln3c_i)3.jpg)
The clock strikes six, but her day isn't over. Not until she's had her fill. She teases herself with the thought of what's to come, her body warming as she chops vegetables, her breath hitching as she stirs the pot. The kitchen, her stage, the meal, her foreplay. She's not just cooking, she's building tension, one tantalizing step at a time.