Cock slides past her lips before she even finishes opening. Wrinkled fingers grip her hair, forcing it down hard. No teasing, no buildup—just an old man hammering the back of her throat while she gags and spits. Dripping chin, mascara smeared from tears or sweat (who cares?), but those red nails dig in like claws. Then legs spread on the bed as he flips her over rough. Saggy tits bounce with every thrust, ass jiggling under his weight. Not gentle—this is a guy who doesn’t ask for permission anymore. Slaps land on pale skin between strokes; wet smacks echo off the walls when he finally buries himself balls-deep inside.
Living Room Chair Tease from Black-Haired Wet Mommy