Lips parted in that knowing smirk, wrinkles around her eyes crinkling deeper when he groans. Thick thighs wrapped around his waist, saggy tits jiggling just enough to make him lose focus. She rides slow at first—just teasing—but then those hips start working like she’s got a metronome buried inside her pussy. Fingers tangled in his hair while she leans down for a sloppy kiss, teeth nipping at his lip when he tries to pull away. Bedframe creaks under the weight of experience. One hand slides between them, fingers already slick with her juices before they even touch their target.