Step Auntie’s Secret Santa: Cumshot on the Couch

She knew someone was watching. Red Santa hat crooked on her head, mascara smeared from clawing at the couch cushions. First it’s a slow grind, tits bouncing like they’re trying to escape that teal thong. Then he pins her down—knees digging into the armrests—and starts pounding with no warning. Her mouth falls open mid-moan when he pulls out just long enough to shoot thick ropes across her stomach before shoving back in for seconds. Stockings still half-on one foot, other leg hooked over his shoulder while she gags through another creampie attempt.