Gaark kept ramming into Hannah. He picked up his speed after every few thrusts, and at some point, he was going so fast that the claps as he smacked his hips on her soft, fat butt-cheeks sounded like a round of applause!
Despite the fact that she was in her forties, the muscles in Hannah's pussy worked well, so she clamped on his dick as if she was scared that she'd lose even a single drop of his semen! Her moans turned into these primal, desperate groans. She was getting stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey, and yet, she could not get enough of it!
When Gaark got rough with her, and fucked her as if mercy was optional, she did not struggle. In fact, the effect on her was the polar opposite, as in a way, she kept getting energized, and hornier. She started throwing it back, and the two of them achieved such a rhythm that every clap mattered.
