Feet pale and smooth, toes curling in his grasp. Cock thick, veins pulsing as her mouth engulfs it slow then fast. Couch cushions sink under her weight, ass cheeks parting for deep penetration. She mounts reverse, thighs flexing with each downward slam — rhythm building, slick sounds filling the room, motherly hunger driving the pace from teasing strokes to frantic rolls. Green strands stick to sweaty skin. Pussy grips tight, milking every thrust until the build-up peaks.