Older woman who’s done this a thousand times catches him eye-fucking her from the couch. She smirks, slows down her coffee sip just to tease. Fingers already wet when she grabs his wrist and guides it between her thighs—‘You’ve been staring too long.’ Kitchen counter gets sticky fast: first tongues locked like they’re fighting, then lips smeared as she rides him hard enough to rattle the cabinets. Ass clenches around that cock like it’s memorizing every thrust. Cum splatters on those stretch-marked hips by the time she collapses against him.