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Old unlock analn facial and fisted [20 min]

Gritty Night of Heated Fisting and Elderly Anal Action

Y’all, ready to be on call for a steamy ride ’cause tonight’s about to get real gritty. We’ve got our seasoned vet, Mamma Bear, and she’s in the mood for some ardent anal fisting action. Buck the fuckle up, ’cause this mature anal randy video is for adults only.

The Scene

The scene is set in a dully lit, dingy bar on the outskirts of town. The air is thick with cigarette smoke, the jukebox plays a scratchy tune, and the neon lights flicker like strobe lights. Mamma Bear sits at the bar, sipping on her whiskey, her eyes scanning the room for her next prey. She’s a vamp of experience, a vamp who knows what she requires, and tonight, she seizes a good, gritty intimacy.

The Action

She spots him, a tall, rough-looking man with a bushy beard and a smoldering gaze. He walks over to her, his eyes never leaving her physique. He slides onto the stool next to her, his hand brushing against her thigh. She can feel the lust of his excitement, and she knows exactly what he takes on.

With a smirk, she stands up and leads him to the backroom. The walls are stained with age and grime, the floor sticky with who knows what. She pushes him against the wall and fires up to unbutton his jeans, her hand sliding down to his prick. It’s thick and hard, just how she enjoys it.

She bends down and takes him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, tasting his salty precum. She pulls away, her eyes locked on his, and then she leans in and whispers, “I think you’re ready for something a little more wicked, don’t you?”

He nods, his breath ragged, and she pushes him back against the wall, her hand reaching for a bottle of lubricant. She squeezes out a generous amount, her fingers glistening in the dim light. She slides a finger into him, feeling him tense up at the intrusion, but then relax. She adds a second finger, then a third, stretching him wide.

He moans, his head thrown back, his body trembling with desire. She can feel him swelling, ready to burst. She removes her fingers, leaving him gasping for breath, and then she leans in and licks a trail up his meat, her tongue tracing the veins.

She positions herself behind him, her hand guiding him into her, feeling the tightness of her ass wrap around him. She drives to rock back and forth, her hand gripping his putz, her other hand pressing against his stomach. She can feel him tighten within her, the fun building until it’s almost unbearable.

And then, with a final thrust, he explodes, his peak spilling into her, filling her up. She holds him tight, her build trembling with the aftershocks of his ejaculate. She slides out of him, her shape slick with sweat and blast, and then she leans in and presses her lips against his, her tongue tracing a line of cummings from his mouth to hers.

She stands up, her body glistening with sweat and shoot, and she smiles. “That was intense,” she says, her voice husky with eagerness. “But I think you’re ready for more.”

And with that, she turns and walks out of the room, leaving him gasping for breath, his physique still trembling from the eager, gritty night of anal fisting.