Kneeling over the man on the kitchen floor, the silver-haired mom in the green sari takes his cock deep into her mouth. Her hands grip his thighs as she works him with slow, deliberate strokes, her sari pooling around her knees. The tiled floor digs into his back while her mouth moves up and down, her silver streaks catching the light. Does she know he’s about to lose control? His fingers dig into her scalp as she pulls back just enough to let him slide between her lips again. The kitchen hums with the sound of wet sucking, her sari rustling with every shift of her weight.
