She doesn’t wait for permission. Hair wrapped around his shaft, lips stretched tight over the base while he stumbles backward like a man caught off guard by his own wife’s hunger. No slow buildup—just teeth grazing the underside of his cock mid-deepthroat, fingers digging into her scalp to hold her there. The kitchen countertop creaks under their weight as he finally grabs her hips and slams her down on him from behind, ass exposed to the camera lens. Cock buried so deep she gags but keeps swallowing anyway. His hands slide up under that loose blouse now, pinching at nipples through thin fabric while she rides him with wet sounds filling the room.
