She needs that cock—every finger, every grip, every gagging moan says she hasn’t had one this thick in years. Bent over the couch cushion, tits jiggling, hand wrapped around him like he’s her only oxygen. Flips onto her back next—legs spread wide—and lets him pound into her hungry mouth while she strokes herself right there on the seat. Wrinkled skin glistening under lamplight as she swallows everything, then begs for more before collapsing against him.