Peeking through the doorway, you see him first—balding, mid-40s, glasses slipping down his nose as he grips her hair and shoves that thick cock past her lips. She gags but takes it deeper, tongue swirling around his shaft like she’s been waiting for this moment. Then he yanks her up by those cherry-patterned panties—ripped in seconds—and slams into her from behind while she claws at the couch cushions. No lube, no warning—just raw hunger as he grabs her tits and pulls them together before shoving face-first onto the armrest. The sounds of wet slaps mix with muffled moans as he switches positions again, this time pinning her legs back so hard they shake.
