Glasses sliding down her nose, the silver-haired granny arches back with a pillow between her legs. Thick tits sway as she grinds against it, nipples stiff and glistening. Fingers dig into her own flesh while she moans low, thighs trembling under the weight of her own need. A slow grind turns into desperate rubbing, her breath hitching as wetness soaks the fabric beneath her. Glasses slip off completely as her spine curves, lost in the moment of her own making.
