She’s been doing this since before he was born—knows every angle, every grip, every way to make a younger man lose his mind. Dress tossed aside like it never mattered; now just smooth skin and confident hips guiding him inside. Reverse cowgirl first—back arched so deep those heavy tits sway like they’re made for swinging from—and when he tries to flip her? She pins his wrists down with one hand while grinding harder. The leather squeaks under them both. No lube needed here; years of practice mean she’s slick enough without it.