I Was 18 Fifty Years Ago #11

Old plump and sexy Iris lives for cock—young, old, whatever walks through the door. She grabs a guy, drops to her knees, and works him with hands and mouth so filthy an 18-year-old wannabe would look like a nervous rookie. Her pussy’s past seventy but still grips a dick like it’s twenty-five and hungry. Neighborhood guys just swing by now, get their balls drained one after another, and leave grinning because Iris always wants more.