She’s been doing this since before his mother was born. Starts slow—doggy style, hips rolling like she’s got a metronome inside her—but then those wrinkled hands grip the bedspread and she starts riding. Cock disappears between her thighs again and again, sloppy wet sounds filling the room. He tries to flip her over but she shoves him back down with one hand while reaching behind to grab his balls. ‘You’re not in charge here,’ she purrs, voice rough from years of practice. Next thing you know? She’s straddling his face, thighs quivering as he licks that swollen pussy clean while she rides his cock like it owes her money. Cum drips onto those stretch-marked hips by the end.