She’s been doing this since he was in diapers. Thick blonde with saggy tits and a knowing smirk sinks onto his lap, chair arm digging into her back as she takes control. One hand grips his thigh like she owns it while the other tangles in his hair—no gentle teasing here. She’s got that look: lips stretched too wide for comfort, mascara bleeding down her cheeks from struggling to swallow every inch. The couch cushions are already damp where her thighs press together. When she finally pulls off with a wet pop, cum drips down her chin—she wipes it across her collarbone like an afterthought before leaning back in for round two.