Stockings ripped halfway down—she doesn’t care. Cowgirl to missionary, cock sliding out of that wet heat with a squelch, then slamming back home. Tits jiggling like they’ve done this a thousand times, stretch marks glistening under the light. Legs wrapped around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders as she grinds down harder—creampie imminent. Then she rolls over, ass up in the air, and begs for it deeper before collapsing onto him again. No lube needed. Just age-old technique.