That white tank top gets yanked off first, buttons popping like firecrackers. Heavy tits sway as she climbs onto the couch, thighs already glistening. No hesitation—just a smirk and a hand slapping his cock against her lips before it disappears down her throat. Gagging but not stopping, eyes watering but fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage. When he tries to pull out? She locks him in with those painted nails clawing at his ass while he pumps deeper into that practiced mouth. Cum drips from the corners of her lips by the time she finally lets go—only to flip around and sink onto him in one smooth motion.