...through the door you shouldn’t have opened: fifty-something blonde with saggy tits and a pink jacket half-unbuttoned, spread-eagle on the couch while a younger brunette grinds down onto her mouth. Stockings ripped at the knees from clawing at furniture. Blonde’s lips stretched obscene around that thick cock she didn’t expect to see—didn’t stop when she felt eyes watching. Now they’re both gasping, fingers hooked under panties yanking them off mid-thrust...
