Her face flushes when he walks in—long dark hair falling over those saggy tits, lips already parted like she’s been waiting. One hand grabs his cock before he can even sit down, pulling him toward the dining chair with a smirk that says ‘you’re mine tonight.’ Reverse cowgirl first; her ass slaps against his thighs as she takes every inch. Then flips him onto his back and straddles him slow, grinding until her juices drip onto his balls. By the time he pins her to the table for a pounding from behind, she’s moaning loud enough to wake the neighbors—and begging for it rougher.