Couch cushions sink under the weight of a silver-haired woman draped across them, her thick thighs framing his hips as she works his cock with both hands. Fingers dig into his shaft while her other palm presses against his balls, rolling them slow and steady. His back arches off the couch, jaw clenched, as she leans in to murmur something that makes his cock twitch harder. Every stroke pulls his hips up off the cushion, her grip never slipping even as her own thighs tremble from the effort. The wooden walls of the living room amplify the wet sounds of her palms sliding up and down, the only soundtrack to this quiet but intense session. She switches to a tighter grip, twisting at the tip before dragging her nails lightly along his length, watching his face for reactions.
