She’s been doing this since before he was born—thick blonde curls framing a face that knows exactly what to do. Starts by sitting him down on the red couch, fingers tracing lazy circles around her areola before pinning his hands over his head. Heavy tits bounce every time she grinds down, thighs quivering but she sets the pace—slow at first, then faster until he’s gasping for breath between kisses. Switches to kneeling right there on the cushions when he tries to flip her; ass in the air while she looks back over her shoulder with those knowing eyes. Cum leaks out from under her lips when he finally lets go...