She’s got silver hair piled high, fishnets biting into thick thighs, and a pussy that’s been starved for too long. A younger guy on the other side of the wall lines up his cock, presses it against her dripping entrance, and pushes in slow. No hesitation. No mercy. Just the sound of her gasping and the wet slap of his balls against her ass. She arches into each thrust, fingers clawing at the drywall, tits swinging free under her unbuttoned blouse. When he finally pulls out, thick cum drips down her inner thighs and pools on the floor between her stilettos. She doesn’t even wipe it off — just wipes her mouth, smirks, and waits for round two.
