This isn’t a first-timer. She’s been doing this since before he was born—tattoos flexing as she straddles him, thighs quivering from years of practice. No hesitation, no mercy in the way she takes control: one hand gripping his shoulder like an anchor while the other guides that thick cock right where it belongs. The bed creaks under her weight—saggy tits bouncing just enough to tease—but it’s her smirk that does the real work. He’s learning fast: how to fill her up without rushing, how to let her set the pace when every inch is earned. And when she finally lets go? Cum splatters across those stretch-marked hips like a reward for patience.