Granny Flannel Deepthroat on a Rock Hard Cock

Lips wrapped tight around the swollen tip, she takes it slow at first — tongue swirling, teeth grazing just enough to make it real. Then deeper. Then all the way. Throat clenches, eyes water, mascara streaks as she fights to keep it down. Hands clamp around his thighs, nails digging in with each desperate gulp. Spit drips down her chin, mixing with tears and pre-cum, but she doesn’t stop. Throat-fucked until her gag reflex betrays her, then she pulls back just enough to gasp before plunging down again. The couch creaks under her shaking knees, her flannel shirt riding up to expose the soft swell of her belly.