Legs spread wide over his shoulders. Granny’s balding head bobs up and down, spit flying everywhere. Foreplay? Nah—just tongue-wrecked lips and a gagd gasp. Then she rolls off him like a predator, cock already slick from her mouth, slides onto it raw. No lube needed when she’s this wet. Back arches hard, tits jiggling against his chest as he slams into that tight heat. Couch frame creaks under the weight of their mess. She rides until her thighs shake, then collapses forward—face first into the cushions, muffled moans vibrating through fabric. No mercy left in either of them.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch