She’s the kind of woman who knows exactly what she wants—and how to take it. Stockinged thighs wrapped around his head as she rides his face like a pro, hips rolling slow and deliberate. His fingers already buried in that tight ass before she even climbs off. No hesitation when she turns around, sinks down on him with a groan—tits bouncing free from her sweater now, nipples hard as nails. She’s been doing this since before he was born; every thrust is practiced perfection. Cum drips down her chin by the end because there’s no such thing as ‘too much’ when you’ve got hands like hers guiding you.