Kitchen Dump For An Italian Granny In A Dress

Kitchen tiles cold under her bare feet, the silver-haired Italian granny grips the counter edge as he yanks her dress up with one hand. His other hand clamps around her hip, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks while her mouth falls open in shock. Dress torn halfway off her shoulders, she stumbles back against him, thighs parting just enough for his cock to press against her ass before he shoves her forward. Counter edges dig into her belly as he pounds from behind, her silver curls bouncing with each thrust while the floral fabric clings to her waist. His red shirt sleeves rolled up, veins popping as he holds her down, her moans muffled against the countertop before he flips her over onto her back.