My grandmother, but that’s only because she’s dead. I’m sure if she wasn’t being eaten by worms she’s be flicking her fucking sopping wet cunt on the reg.

Just plop one of those suction cup dildos down on a mirrored coffee table so she could watch herself lower her gaping cunt onto the big black shaft, her thighs shuddering as the entire length of the cock disappeared into her eager hole, her lips gratefully gripping the veiny simulated cock, grinding her old hard clit on the fake balls as she felt the cold coffee table kiss her tight asshole, leaving a snail trail of pussy juice from the coffee table to her ass and thighs.

Grandpa with his limp cock tied to a popsicle stick, shoving it down her bottomless throat, her teeth in a glass of water on the nightstand, her eyes watering as she takes it into her throat while the black dildo is still all the way up her cunt into her guts, like a fucking chicken twirling on the spit of a rotisserie, while grandpa reaches around his own ass and plays that asshole like a DJ scratching a record, then inserts his middle finger all the way to the knuckle, no lube to get in the way of that beautiful fucking friction.