Thick-thighed psychologist with salt-and-pepper hair kneels between his legs and takes him deep without hesitation. Dark eyes locked onto his while her tongue swirls around the tip, her free hand massaging his balls. He grips the back of her head, but she sets the pace, swallowing every inch until her throat flutters. When he tries to pull back, she pins his hips and hums around his cock, the vibration making his thighs tense. Switches to slow, deliberate strokes with her lips stretched obscenely around him, her mascara smudging just enough to prove she’s all in.