Cum splatters across her chest mid-moan, thick ropes dripping down onto the sheets. She’s already wrecked by the time she finally collapses back onto the pillows — mascara smeared from clawing at them. Hands shaking but never stopping, fingers slamming in and out of that glistening slit until every muscle locks up. No buildup. Just relentless grinding against her own touch while spit bubbles at the corners of her mouth. The air smells like sex and sweat by the end.
Muted Granny Shares A Dildo