Stocking-Clad Librarian Finger-Fucks Herself Raw

Wine glass clinks against the coffee table as the librarian leans back on the couch, skirt hiked up to her waist. Thick thighs part wide, fingers dive between her pussy lips, pumping slow at first then faster, her breath hitching with every stroke. Glasses slip down her nose as she moans into the empty room, her free hand gripping the cushion until her knuckles whiten. The couch creaks when she suddenly sits up, blouse unbuttoned just enough to free her heavy tits, and the man in the chair doesn’t hesitate—he’s at her mouth in seconds. Straddling his lap, she feeds him her tongue while his cock slides between her lips, her throat opening for him with greedy gulps.