Cum lands on her chin first, thick ropes sliding down wrinkled skin before dripping onto the cushion. She’s already been riding him for minutes, tits jiggling with every bounce, thighs quivering from holding back. The last few thrusts have her nails digging into his shoulders—not because she’s losing control, but because she wants to feel it. Blonde hair sweeps across his chest as she leans forward just enough to whisper ‘fuck me harder’ between gasps. No gagging here—just pure skill: years of practice mean she can take every inch without breaking form. By the time he spills again, half of it is smeared under her nose.