Rumpled cardigan tossed aside before she even hits her knees. His belt buckle clinks against the tile floor while she fumbles with his zipper, fingers shaking from years of pent-up need. The first deepthroat gaggers her—saliva drips down his shaft as she claws at his thighs. No time for positions. She’s yanked up by the hair, back arched over the sink, water running to mask the sounds of wet slaps and grunts. Countertop digs into her ribs but neither cares—just raw, sweaty pounding until his balls slap against her ass. Then it flips: legs wrapped around him like a vise while he hammers into that tight pussy from behind.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch