Ripped black lace panties bunched at her ankles, no bra in sight—she knew someone was watching when she climbed onto that couch. Thighs slick, legs spread wide for his cock like it was an old habit. Flips him onto his back and straddles him slow, tits bouncing with every grind—the bed frame creaks under their weight. Cock buried deep inside her pussy, fingers digging into his shoulders as he tries to hold back. She leans down close enough to whisper ‘Don’t you dare stop’ right against his ear before riding him harder until the cushions are soaked through. Doesn’t care who hears or sees—just wants this younger man’s cum filling her up one last time.
