AgedLovE Busty Elderly and Handy Guy Hardcore [8 min]
Mature Bombshell’s Rough Meetings with Her Handy Guy
Hey there, grown-ups! This ain’t no kiddie stuff, so if you’re under 18, observe the hell outta here. Now, let’s dive into some steamy older adventures action, shall we?
Setting the Scene
It was a driven summer evening when our elderly bombshell, Missy, called her handy guy, Jack, for some much-needed home repairs. Missy, a curvy, alluring wife in her late 40s with a mane of ardent red hair, could barely contain her afterglow as she eyed Jack’s muscular mold and smooth, tanned skin. Jack, a seasoned handyman, licked his lips at the sight of Missy’s ample cleavage spilling out from her low-cut top.
The Rough Handling Enflames
As Jack worked on the leaky faucet, Missy couldn’t help but let out a exciting moan. Jack, knowing what was up, let out a devilish grin and turned around to show Missy standing before him, her mold glistening with sweat. “Let me help you with that, Missy,” he growled, his voice dripping with fuck appeal.
Missy wasted no time and threw herself onto Jack, her experienced lips devouring his. Their tongues danced and twirled, tasting each other’s salty sweat. Jack’s rough hands roamed Missy’s curves, cupping her round ass and squeezing it hard. Missy moaned in thrill, her thighs trembling as she pushed her hips against Jack’s rock-hard cock.
Jack, not one to back down from a challenge, took Missy by the waist and pushed her against the kitchen counter. He kissed her neck, his breath horny and heavy, before reaching down and yanking up her tiny skirt. Missy’s lace thong was all that stood between Jack and his prize.
Jack looked into Missy’s eyes, his gaze intense. “You want this, don’t you, Missy?” he asked, his voice a low rumble. Missy nodded, her breathing shallow and rapid. “Then take it,” he growled, and slammed into her hard, his rough handling driving Missy eager.
Missy screamed out in treat, her head thrown back as Jack pounded into her. Her pair bounced and jiggled with each thrust, and she clawed at his back, her nails leaving trails of pain and feast.
The Final Act
As they reached their loads, Missy cuddled her legs around Jack, pulling him closer. They came together, their bodies shaking with the force of their orgasms. Jack let out a low growl, and Missy cried out, her voice hoarse and porn.
As they caught their breath, Missy smiled at Jack. “That was amazing,” she panted. “You’re a hell of a handy guy.” Jack grinned, his chest puffed out with pride. “And you’re one hell of a mom, Missy.”
And with that, Jack cleaned up the mess and left, leaving Missy with a smile on her face and a spring in her step. But she knew she’d be calling him back soon enough. So, grown-ups, happy fappin the show, and bring to mind to keep it between consenting adults.