She’s been waiting all day to feel that cock stretch her out again. Light blue dress rides up as he pins her down, fingers gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. First thrust sends a shiver through those sagging tits—he knows exactly how deep she likes it. When she rolls onto her back, thighs trembling, that hungry look in her eyes says ‘fuck me like I’m twenty-five’ but the way she takes it? No woman this age could fake this good. Ass clenches around him mid-thrust; lips part for air when he bottoms out—there it is, that guttural groan only experience can pull from your throat.