Janet Mason’s Stockinged Ass Gets Pounded Raw

Janet Mason’s wrinkled cheeks flush red as she bends over that armrest, stockings stretched tight, waiting for him to fuck her slow and deep. Moans like she’s been doing this since before his mother was born, eyes half-lidded with that knowing smirk. Then—he flips her onto her back, pins those knees open wider than they’ve ever been, and pounds until the couch creaks. She grips his hips hard enough to leave bruises but doesn’t stop him—not when he hits that sweet spot inside or when she starts gagging on his cock in reverse cowgirl. Ends with a messy facial, lipstick smeared across her chin while she licks every last drop off his balls.