She starts with him buried in her throat, gagging but grinning like she’s won a bet. Then one hand shoves him back—flip—and suddenly he’s staring at that saggy ass lifting off the couch cushions. Stockings half-rolled down, thighs quivering as he pins her hips and pounds. Tits jiggle every time he bottoms out; she moans loud enough to wake the neighbors. By the third thrust she’s clawing at the armrests, begging for it harder until his balls slap against her clit with each drive home. Cum shoots across those stretch-marked hips before she even gets a chance to turn around.