She didn’t expect him to last this long. Big-titted blonde in her late fifties, tattoos peeking from under that floral dress, straddles him hard on the couch—no panties, no hesitation. Her pussy is so wet it sounds like slapping skin when he pulls out just to slam back in. One hand gripping his shoulder for leverage while the other plays with her own clit—fuck, she’s already close. He flips her onto all fours over the armrests, tits swinging free as he lines up behind her. The way she arches into every thrust makes it obvious this isn’t their first time sneaking around together. Then—oh god—she turns and takes his cock down throat while still riding him from behind.
