Sandy, apron-clad and eager, starts prepping ingredients, but her boyfriend has other appetites. He pins her against the counter, kissing her neck as his hands roam, cupping her breasts. She squirms, laughing, 'Not here, someone might see!' But his hardness pressing into her ass convinces her otherwise. He hikes up her skirt, revealing her bare pussy, and plunges in, fucking her hard while she grips the counter, moaning, 'Fuck, yes!'