an older woman with her hair is riding another man

The room was filled with the sound of moans and creaking beds. An older woman rode on top of another man, her hair cascading down past her shoulders. She took his length in her hands and guided it to her entrance, her hips rocking in the perfect rhythm. Her eyes were closed in pleasure and her moaning grew louder, calling out his name as he filled her with pleasure. She continued her passionate ride, her hair bouncing up and down until both of them reached their climax. She lay still as his hands caressed her back. They shared a longing look before he released her and she snuggled in his arms, her hair cascading over their faces. For a few moments they just lay there, basking in the afterglow, until she gently kissed his face and got up. The only sound in the room now was the soft rustling of her hair as it trailed behind her, leaving him to enjoy the sweet aftertaste of their passionate encounter.