That look in her eyes—like she’s been waiting for this all damn day. Silver hair slicked back, mascara smudged from where she’s already been sucking him off. Kneeling in the shower stall first, gagging as his cock hits the back of her throat, fingers tangled in her roots like she owns it. Then he turns her around, presses those heavy tits against cold tile while he slides inside that tight ass without warning. No lube? Doesn’t matter when you’ve got experience like hers—she just grinds back harder until his grip bruises her hips. Cum floods deep when she finally lets go of that wall and collapses onto him, both of them breathing hard against pink bathroom tiles.