Kendra Lust In 'Prime Milf'

Seth spots Kendra stretching in the yard and the sway of her hips throws a switch in his head. He peels his cock out right there, stroking like an idiot with his eyes glued to every squat, every bounce, every sweaty jiggle. She sees him, stops mid-move, and just watches—smiling, biting her lip like the filthiest idea just landed. Then the cougar takes over. She walks straight up, wraps her fist around him, and whispers that if he’s gonna get off to her body he better get off inside it. Seth barely gets two syllables out before she’s got him on his back and straddling him hard enough to knock the air loose. He watches that ass flex while she fucks like she’s trying to outrun the mileage on her driver’s license, thighs slapping, tits swinging, filthy little moans cutting the air every time her soaked pussy bottoms out. She takes every inch she earned from his peeping and leaves him rung out, trembling, grinning like a man who just got turned into dinner.