See the chef for some more fun

Lara dried herself with a towel at the side of the gym, and continued striding through the house without a scrap of clothing covering her perfect body. She stopped smelling something good from the kitchen, and a wicked smile came across her face. She turned that way, and walked in on Zack the chef preparing something.

"Smells good", she said, startling him once with her voice, and making him jump further seeing her completely naked body closing in on him

"Lara ... Clothes", he mumbled.

"We are all friends Zack, and I had a couple of questions for you."

She paused, noticing the large tent in his trousers.

"Mind if I take a look", Lara said, pulling his pants down before he even had a chance to respond

"Oh wow!", Lara said as a thick black cock sprung up in her face. "I should have tried this earlier", she cooed, taking hold and staying to jerk his shaft

"Oh god", he groaned, having no idea where this had come from, but he wasn't going to argue

"Now Zack", she says, stroking his cock as she stares in his eyes. "I have a question a professional like you could answer"

"Anything Lara"

"Hmmm, okay", she says, stroking him slowly and deliberately. "How, in your professional opinion, if you were **** to give one ... Would you cook me?"

His eyes widened, cock still rock hard under her touch

"Whaa ... Lara ... I ... ", He stumbles

"Now Zack, purely professionally here. Look me up and down like I'm a slab of meat and tell me how your would best make use of me", she says forcefully, squeezing him a bit firmer and increasing her pace

"Uhm ... God ... Well ... ", He stumbles over his words again. "Fake tits", he says, looking at her large chest. It wasn't much, but she understood the point

"Yeah", she says, slapping one with her free hand. "I get it", she says, looking him right in the eye. "You would need to cut the plastic out of me first, butcher these perfect tits, that right?"

She felt his cock twitch hard on her words.

"Yes Lara"

"What next?", She asks. "You have my perfect tits now butchered, what next?"

"Spit roast", he mumbles, and lets out a moan

"Mmm I've had a few of those in my time, but this world be different. No execution?", She asks inquisitively.

"Mmmm .. fuck ... No ... Keep you alive", he is clearly getting closer

"Fuck Zack, slow roasting me alive, wonder how long I'd last..." Lara ponders

"I'll tell you a secret", she whispers in his ear. "I'm going to cum to that thought tonight, the thought of being impaled and cooked, no more tomb raider, just meat over a fire, still alive, and suffering"

"Fuck... I'm", before Zack had chance to announce his orgasm Lara's lips sealed around his shaft, drinking down every drop of his cum until he collapsed back against the kitchen counter.

"Come to the basement tomorrow night, you can impale me with this rod then", she smiled, turning and leaving him still catching his breath