Bathroom Shaving Turns Into Dirty Granny Creampie

Tan lines on her inner thighs glisten under the bathroom light as she parts those swollen lips with a razor. One wrong move and she’s dripping wet, fingers already teasing herself in the reflection. The door clicks shut behind him—she doesn’t even flinch. Just smirks, drops to her knees mid-shave, and takes his cock like it’s been waiting years for this moment. No foreplay. No hesitation. Her tongue swirls around the head before she gulps down every inch like a woman who knows exactly what she wants—and what he’ll give her next. When he lifts her up against the tile wall, those heavy tits bounce with each thrust, nails digging into his back as she begs for more depth.