Pussy lips stretched tight around his cock, she sinks down fully on the red leather couch, thighs flexing with each rise and drop. Bare skin sticks to the cushions, sweat beading between her heavy tits that slap against her chest. He grips her hips from below, fingers sinking into soft flesh while she leans forward, mouth agape in a silent scream. Earlier, face buried in her crotch, tongue lapping at the wet folds above dark bush. She arches over him now, nails digging into his chest, riding faster as the frame shakes. Cougar MILF owns the rhythm, body weight pressing him deep inside until thighs quiver.