After their intense double-hole fucking, Stiles and Grandpa Peter lay spent on his bed, bodies entwined in a sticky, cum-soaked mess. His thick load oozed from her plump pink pussy, mixing with her juices and dripping down her thighs in slow, filthy trails. Grandpa’s wrinkled chest heaved as he caught his breath, his silver hair disheveled, a satisfied grin on his face. “Mmm, my little flower… you drained Grandpa dry. Best fuck yet.”

Stiles panted, her porcelain skin flushed, massive tits marked with bite marks, her ass plugged and sore. “Grandpa… you were so rough… I loved it.” They shared a lazy kiss, but soon his snores filled the room—he’d fallen asleep, exhausted from his old-age exertions.