The old woman entered the church, her eyes scanning the room for a suitable target. She spotted a tall, muscular man in his early thirties with short hair and a devil costume. She sauntered over to him, her heels clicking on

The old woman entered the church, her eyes scanning the room for a suitable target. She spotted a tall, muscular man in his early thirties with short hair and a devil costume. She sauntered over to him, her heels clicking on the floor. "Hello there," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room." The man's eyes widened as he took in her appearance. "You're...you're not real," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. The woman laughed, running her hand down his chest and stopping at his crotch. "Oh, but I am very real," she purred again, rubbing him through his pants. The man's eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned softly under her touch. She leaned in close to him and whispered into his ear: "Let's go somewhere more private." With that, she led him out of the church and into an alleyway where they engaged in some very naughty activities involving a lot of hairy pussy action and thick legs with open legs wearing sexy lingerie!