Her mouth opens wide like a hungry trap, gagging around his cock before she spits him out with a smirk. ‘You want more?’ She grins, wiping cum from her chin with a rough tongue. Pants hiked up to her waist now, ass tight and jiggling as he kneels behind her. One hand gripping the back of his head while the other digs into that saggy tit—she moans loud enough for the birds to stop singing. Then she turns just right, lets gravity do its work: heavy tits swinging, stretch marks glistening under the trees as he buries his face between them.