Gulping on his shaft with a throat that swallows inch after inch, the blonde wife’s mascara runs as she fights to breathe around him. Hands clawing at his back, she pulls him deeper until her gag reflex kicks in, then relaxes with a wet gulp. Flipped on her back, legs hooked over his shoulders, she takes every thrust with a pussy that clenches hard enough to bruise. Sweat slicks their skin as he pounds into her, the bed frame knocking against the wall in time with each deep stroke. Her tits bounce loose with every slam, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the room.
