Wrinkled lips curled into that smug smile she’s been saving for years. She lowers herself onto his cock with the confidence of a woman who’s done this a thousand times before—hips rolling slow at first, then faster, until her tits bounce like they’re made for it. Eyes locked on him the whole time, fingers digging into his chest as if to say ‘You’re lucky I’m letting you touch me.’ Reverses cowgirl next, ass high enough you could mistake those stretch marks for battle scars. When he tries to flip her again? Nah. She pins him down by the shoulders and rides him through another round, cum leaking out every time he thrusts up too hard.