Lying back on the bed with a smirk that says ‘I’ve done this before,’ she licks her lips slow as fuck. That green toothbrush still dangling from her mouth like a tease—wet tip dragging down his chest before she wraps those full lips around him. Gagging at first but not for long; practiced throat opens wide, chin smeared with spit as he pushes deeper. Her free hand cups heavy saggy tits like they’re guiding him home, fingers pinching nipples through the lace of some flimsy nightgown that’s already riding up her thighs. When he tries to pull out? Nope—she grabs his hips hard and gulps every last inch until cum hits the back of her throat.