Chair cracks under her. Cock slams down her throat. She chokes, spit flying, hands clawing at his waist. Flips around mid-thrust—ass up, tits swinging—before crashing back down onto him like a wrecking ball. No lube, no mercy: flesh smacks wetly. Then she turns around again—riding his face now, legs shaking as he flips her onto the salon countertop. Mascara streaks across red lips. One hand gripping hair while she takes it deeper than before.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch