Silver-haired and sharp-eyed, the older woman in glasses grips the table edge and grinds her hips slow and steady. Thick thighs press into the edge as she picks up speed, her loose bun shaking with each roll of her ass. Glasses fog up from the heat as she leans in deep, tits pressing flat against the surface. The blue top clings to her back, damp spots forming where her skin meets the fabric. She doesn’t stop, even when the chair creaks under her weight, hips never losing their rhythm.