White blouse hangs open over black bra shoved aside, exposing full bare tits that sway with each pump of her wrist on his exposed cock. Skirt hiked up on thick thighs, heels planted firm on the living room floor by the black leather couch. She grips base to tip, slow deliberate pulls turning faster, skin slapping lightly against his thighs, his heavy breaths mixing with her low chuckles. Tugs turn expert, thumb circling the head slick with precum, veins bulging under her watch-adorned hand. Cougar leans in close, tits brushing his arm, rhythm building to that edge where gasps sharpen and hips buck involuntary.