...didn’t expect to find this. Blonde in her mid-fifties with tits heavy enough to leave handprints, hair tied back like she’s about to get serious. He’s on his knees first—face buried between her thighs while she pulls his head closer by the hair. Then it flips: he’s flat on the couch cushions, ass up, and she pins him down by the shoulders before slamming back onto his cock without warning. No lube? Doesn’t matter when gravity does all the work—just raw friction until he’s gagging against her thigh every time he bottoms out. She rides harder when he whimpers, nails scoring down his back like claw marks.
