Hiking For A Blowjob

Milf Athena Anderson wraps her mouth around Rob Banks’ cock and slides it all the way down her throat until his balls are pressed against her chin. She did it the second they got back from that dusty morning hike—like she couldn’t wait a minute longer. Drool drips from the sides of her lips, runs down his shaft, and drips onto her hiking shirt. Athena bobs faster, humming low, smearing spit with each gulp. Rob’s hand grips her messy ponytail, guiding her head in long, lazy strokes. Every few pumps, she pulls off just long enough to catch a breath, gives him a filthy grin, then dives back down again, nose brushing his pubes while her throat squeezes him tight. Sun’s barely up, they’re still in boots, and she’s choking herself happy on that thick morning wood like breakfast.