Didn’t expect this when you walked in—the kitchen floor is sticky with spit and cum from last time, but granny’s already there on her knees. Thick thighs spread wide, tits bouncing like they’re daring you to stop filming. Takes him slow at first, then gags—hands fly up as if begging for more. The way she sucks makes his cock twitch before he even steps closer; tongue swirls around that swollen head while one hand grips his hip like she owns him. Then—down—her nose presses against skin, eyes watering but never pulling away until he shoves deep enough to make her gag again. She pretends not to notice when your shadow falls over her shoulder.
