Grease monkey’s momma steps out of the car wearing nothing but a stained tank and ripped jeans. No words needed—she kneels right there in the garage, lips wrapped tight around his cock like she’s been practicing all damn day. Thick thighs straddling his hips later as he pins her against the toolbox, ass bouncing off metal every time he slams into that wet pussy. Cum drips down her chin when she finally takes it all, no gagging—just years of experience swallowing every last drop without breaking eye contact.