Tan lines and smeared mascara betray the years but not the hunger. She’s already half-naked when he pins her down, fingers yanking at her shirt like it’s in his way. No words—just a groan as his weight crushes her into the mattress. Cock slides in before she even finishes catching her breath. Wet sounds fill the room, sloppy and desperate. Her lips wrap around him next, gagging twice before spitting out drool-slicked strands of hair. He doesn’t care if she gags—just grips her head tighter and fucks that throat like it owes him money. Then she’s on hands and knees, ass up so high you can see everything stretch as he buries himself to the hilt.
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Condom Creampie for a Thick Evangelical on Bed
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