She’s not asking. She’s taking. Back arched against the shower wall, hands gripping the edge like it’s the only thing keeping her upright. His palm slaps wet skin with every thrust of his fist—no lube, no mercy, just raw need. Steam fogs up around them as she whimpers, thighs trembling from holding herself open wider for him. Cock glistens with spit and pre-cum; one hand works his shaft while the other grips her hip hard enough to leave marks. No buildup—just a desperate mess of grunts and slick sounds as he fucks her mouth mid-stroke before yanking back to finish on her tits.
House-Servant Slams a Dripping MILF on the Couch