It seems that this older woman misses the Sunday afternoon sweet, which they always used to buy at the neighborhood bakery. Of course, for now that is impossible, and since he is not good at baking, he is looking for a life. And she finds it very soon on her husband’s cock because, if chocolate is the substitute for sex, it could also be the other way around, right? And she is so eager for a good load of semen, that she threw herself at her husband, that he could do little to avoid that wild fucking, although the truth is, he didn’t want to either.