Eyes locked on him like she’s about to win a bet, thick blonde lips parted in that I’ve done this before grin. One hand grips his shoulder while the other tugs at her shirt—just enough to show those heavy tits swaying as she rides him. Teeth sink into her lower lip when he hits deep; the couch groans under their weight. Then she flips onto her back mid-thrust, legs spread wide for another angle. By the time he’s buried inside again, her nails are digging into his ass and her voice is raw: Fill me up. Cum spills over her chin as she wipes it across those wrinkled thighs.