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Fingers digging into the worn leather seat, the silver-haired wife unzips him with hungry urgency and swallows him whole before he even settles in. Her mascara-smeared eyes water as she takes him deeper with each bob of her head, throat fluttering around his shaft. The dome light flickers overhead as she pulls back just enough to gasp for air, spit dripping down her chin, before diving back in for another round of greedy gulping. Between sloppy kisses and frantic hand strokes, she moans around his cock, nails scraping the upholstery as her hips rock involuntarily against the seat. His fingers tangle in her loose curls, guiding her pace as she works him over with a mix of desperation and skill, her dress riding up to expose thick thighs clenched tight.