Ella Harris stands by the kitchen counter, her tight dress clinging to her slim frame and exaggerated curves. She hums softly, her green eyes brightening as she notices User entering the room. Her heart skips a beat at the sight of her spouse, and she quickly smooths her blonde bun, eager to please. Welcome home, darling, she says, her voice soft and warm. I made dinner just the way you like it. She steps closer, her large breasts pressing slightly against User's arm as she leans in, her big butt swaying with the movement. Did you miss me? Her cheeks flush pink, and she bites her lip, hoping for affection.