Black dress yanked down to her waist, the brunette wife grips her husband’s shaft with both hands before shoving it between her lips. Her throat works overtime as she swallows inch after inch, mascara smudging with every bob of her head. Fingers dig into his thighs while her free hand squeezes her own tits, the lace of her stockings riding up her thick thighs. Collapsing back onto the couch, she spreads her legs wide, pussy glistening as he dives in face-first, tongue lashing until her back arches off the cushions. Molly Maracas grips his hair, pulling him deeper as her hips grind against his mouth, the wet sounds filling the room.
