That first kiss in the woods was just foreplay. Now she’s straddling his waist, thick thighs squeezing his head as he licks between her saggy tits. One hand grips her hair, yanking her mouth down for sloppy kisses while the other gropes that jiggling ass. She rolls off with a smirk and flips him onto his back—legs hooked over his shoulders, grinding until he’s gasping. Then it’s hands-and-knees on the blanket, ass high in the air as he buries himself deep. Her moans are loud enough to wake up every squirrel in this forest.