She’s old enough to know better but doesn’t give a damn. Starts slow—kneeling over him like a queen surveying her kingdom—then pins him down before he can even react. Thick thighs clamp around his waist as she rides, hips rolling like she’s been doing this since the day he was born. Tits jiggling with every bounce, breath coming in ragged gasps while her fingers dig into his shoulders hard enough to leave marks. When he tries to flip her? She laughs and slaps his chest—not yet. Instead, she leans down and swallows every last inch until her lips are stretched obscenely wide, gagging on the thick cock buried deep in that practiced throat.