Silver-haired in glasses clamps her thighs around his waist and pulls him deep before switching to a slow grind that makes the bed frame shake. With one hand tangled in his hair and the other gripping the sheets, she rides him until his hips stutter and his breath hitches. Later, on the floor with her skirt hiked up, she swallows his cock with practiced ease while whispering filthy praise. Glasses fogging up, mascara smudging, she works him over like a woman who knows exactly what she wants and how to take it. The contrast between her age and hunger makes every thrust feel like a lesson in dominance.
