Silver hair spills over her shoulders as she grips his thighs, her red lace bra barely containing her heavy tits. Glasses slip down her nose but she doesn’t bother pushing them back, too lost in the way his cock stretches her wide. Bent over the armrest, ass in the air, she pushes back against every thrust until her skirt rides up and her bare ass slaps against his hips. Flipping onto her back, she wraps her legs around his waist and rides him slow at first, then faster, her spine arching as she takes him deeper. Sweat slicks her skin, her fingers digging into his chest as she grinds down until he’s buried to the hilt. The couch creaks under their weight, her moans mixing with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh until she collapses against him, breathless and trembling.