Trời ơi, my whole body is still humming from this afternoon. I’m too old to be getting bent over the kitchen counter like that, but his hands on my hips and his thick cock filling my old pussy made me feel 40 again. The way he fucked me, it wasn't gentle. It was desperate, like we were both trying to outrun the clock. Now the smell of his sweat and my cum is mixed with the scent of the phở broth simmering on the stove. This is a life I never dreamed I could have when I was a girl on that boat: freedom to scream in pleasure in my own kitchen, to have a man who makes my cunt ache with memories hours later. I thương that feeling.