She’s in charge. Thighs locked tight, riding him like he’s a fucking chair cushion. Cock buried to the hilt under her weight—tits jiggling with every brutal grind. Spittle drips off her chin as she leans forward, teeth sinking into his shoulder while her nails dig into his back. Ass up next. He flips her mid-thrust, hands gripping those heavy hips as he hammers deeper—her screams muffled by the carpet fibers stuck to her wrecked makeup. Legs quiver when he hits that spot again; pussy clenches like it’s trying to milk him dry. No finish line. She collapses sideways on the floor afterward, chest heaving, tattoos smeared with sweat and spit.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch