Mature dame endures rough quickies in her lounge.

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Elderly babe gets shafted in her living room [44 min]

Warning: Explicit Content Ahead!

It’s a sweltering summer night, and Mama’s in the mood for some rough fun. She’s fixed herself up georgous, dressed in a see-through lingerie set that’s doing more to tease than to cover. Her hair’s a messy brown mane, and her eyes are smoldering with fever.

The Setup

The lounge’s dully lit, the only light climaxes from a flickering candle on the coffee table. She’s perched on the edge of her favorite overstuffed armchair, her legs spread wide, revealing everything. She’s got a bottle of whiskey and a smile that says she’s ready to play.

The Scene

Her man, he’s a rough-around-the-edges type, a real hunter. He walks in, boots clacking on the hardwood floor, a smirk on his face. He takes in the sight of Mama, all naked and fiery, and his eyes light up. He strides over, and without a word, he pours himself a drink.

“Ain’t you forgettin’ somethin’, stud?” Mama purrs, her voice like honey and gravel.

He grins, setting down the glass, and runs a hand up her thigh. She moans, arching her back, and he leans in, kissing her rough and deep. His hands are all over her, gripping her hips, pushing her back into the chair.

Mama’s breath hitches, her breath climax quick and fast. He’s rough, but she wants it. She requests the way he owns her, takes her, makes her feel like she’s his plaything, his doll.

The Action

He grinds his hips into hers, his hand rubbing her between her legs. She’s wet, dripping with lust, and he can smell it. He kisses her again, his tongue rough and demanding, and she moans, begging for more.

He pulls her lingerie to the side, exposing herself to the cold air. Her skin is pale, flawless, and he can’t resist the urge to bite her, to mark her as his.

He does it, hard, leaving a mark on her hip. She yelps, but the pain is mixed with fun. He grips her hips, and with a hard thrust, he starts himself deep inside her.

She moans, her head thrown back. He’s rough, pushing into her, taking her hard, and she likes it. She craves the way he makes her feel, like she’s his own personal sex toy.

He slams into her, again and again, their bodies slapping together. She’s screaming, her voice a mix of pain and gift, and he’s lustful every moment of it.

The Conclusion

When it’s all over, they’re both breathing hard, spent and satisfied. He pulls away, his chest heaving, and she smiles up at him. She’s his, and he’s hers, and for this one night, they’re all each other longings.

And with that, the camera fades to black, leaving the viewers to their own asks.