GILF calls for rough mornings, fiery for a hard fuck at the breakfast table.

LustyGrandmas Perverse GILF Aches for A Intercourse Hard Breakfast In The Morning [12 min]

Rough Mornings with a Gilf

Mornings with a Gilf, or a “Growth Illicit Friendship,” are nothing short of a intense ride. These aged ladies got physique that’ll make your jaw drop, and they’ve got an appetite for something more than just breakfast cereal. If rough mornings are your thing, then you’re in luck, because some Gilfs crave nothing more than a hard hump at the breakfast table.

Setting the Scene

The room is sloly lit, the curtains drawn to keep the world outside at bay. The only sound is the quiet hum of the coffee maker. You can smell the aroma of fresh-brewed coffee and bacon, wafting through the air. The Gilf, with her silky hair and smoky eyes, is sitting at the breakfast table, sipping her coffee and waiting for you. She’s got on that little robe that she knows fires up you humid.

“Baby, come sit down and join me,” she purrs, her voice like velvet. “I’ve got a surprise for you this morning.”

The Surprise

You take a seat across from her, your heart intercourse in your chest. She leans forward, her eyes never leaving yours. “I want you to bang me rough this morning,” she whispers, her eyes gleaming with desire. “I’ve been thinking about it all night, dreaming about your massive schlong sex into me.”

You’re hard in an instant, the feast of her invitation sending a jolt of electricity through your curves. “You want it rough, huh?” you ask, your voice low and rough.

“Yes, baby,” she moans, her figure arching as she presses herself against the cool table. “I want you to take me hard, make me scream.”

The Rough Ride

You stand up, pushing your chair back, your eyes never leaving her. She’s got her legs spread, her breath payoff in short gasps as she watches you approach. You grip her legs, pulling her closer to the edge of the table, and slide your penis into her, feeling her tight lust envelop you.

“That’s right, baby,” she moans, writhing beneath you. “Fuck me rough, make me feel alive.”

You oblige, your hips thrusting into hers, your hands gripping her hips as you pound into her. She’s moaning and screaming, her body pulsing around you, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

The Release

You can feel it building, the tension in your stomach like a coiled spring. “I’m gonna come, baby,” you grunt, your thrusts becoming harder, faster. She’s right there with you, her mold shuddering as she screams out her release.

And then, it’s over. You collapse onto the table, your breath blasts in ragged gasps, your build spent. She’s still there, her eyes wide with delight, a secret smile playing on her lips.

“Welcome to my intense world, baby,” she whispers, her voice soft and desirable. “I can’t wait for our next rough morning.”

And with that, you know that you’re in for a eager ride every time with a Gilf. Just bring to mind, this is all fantasy. Gilf exploit is for adults only, and always practices safe fucking.