She doesn’t wait. Doesn’t ask. Just sinks back onto that cock like she’s starving and you’re the last meal of the night—wrinkled skin glistening with sweat, tits bouncing against the pillows as he slams into her from behind. Gripping his hips so hard knuckles turn white while her breath comes out in ragged gasps through clenched teeth. Then she flips over mid-thrust, legs hooked around him to ride it out herself—creampie guaranteed by round three.