She rides him slow at first, hips rolling like she owns the room. Grandpa grips those heavy tits while she leans in to whisper something dirty in his ear. Then—slap—his hand cracks against her ass and she gasps, riding harder. No lube needed when that pussy’s this wet. He flips her onto her back mid-thrust and pins those legs wide with one arm; the other goes straight for her throat as he buries himself deep. No warning before it happens—her nails dig into his shoulders when he hits that spot inside of her. She comes with a gagd scream, thighs clamping down so tight you can see his cock disappear between them.
