Face flushed, eyes half-lidded with lust, she takes it like a champ—stockings torn at the knees from clawing into him. Starts slow but doesn’t last long; legs wrap tight around his waist as he slams up hard enough to make the frame rattle. Tits jiggle free of that vest top mid-thrust, nipples dragging through wetness each time he pulls back. Gagging now—spit bubbles at the corner of her mouth before she swallows hard and rides him faster. When he finally flips her onto her back, sheets stick to sweat-slick skin and black lace digs into thighs already bruising from grip marks.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch