She wasn’t even supposed to be home yet. But there he was—younger guy on the couch, cock already half-hard—and that blonde granny just looked at him like she knew exactly what he wanted before he did. Two fingers hooked into her stocking tops while she straddled him, thighs trembling as she lowered herself inch by inch. No teasing foreplay here; just a deep groan when his cock hit that sweet spot inside her. Then came the real show: legs spread wide over his shoulders as he pounded up into her from below, those heavy tits bouncing with every thrust.