She thought it was a massage. He had other plans. Bent over the countertop, ass up, lips swollen and dripping spit by round one. Cock slams deep—her back arches like she’s being electrocuted. One hand grabs her hip, the other shoves her face into the counter while he wrecks her from behind. Flips her onto all fours—tits swinging like pendulums in a storm. Pounds so hard water bottles rattle off shelves. Pulls out with a wet pop, then slaps that dripping pussy open wider before dumping cum right between those thighs. No lube needed when you’re this desperate.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch