Ellis, the Slender Older Woman Craves Vigorous Intercourse.

The night I met that older cougar, I had no idea how much she’d take control, but from the second Ellis slid her hand up my thigh under the dim bar light, I was hers, her fingers tracing the outline of my cock through my jeans while she whispered exactly what she wanted, and that slender frame of hers hid a hunger that floored me, her bony hips grinding against mine as we stumbled into her apartment, her mouth hot and demanding as she pushed me onto the bed, her gray-streaked hair falling over my chest as she straddled me, riding with a fierce rhythm that had me gripping her waist, her moans low and primal before she flipped me over and took me from behind, her ass slapping against me, raw and relentless until we collapsed in a sweaty heap.