Tan lines on her inner thighs from years of stockings glint under the light as she straddles him. Fingers already slick, nails digging into his back before he’s even inside. Couch cushions muffle every thrust—deep, sloppy anal that makes her gasp like it’s been too long. She rides until her hair whips across his chest, then pins him down for round two with those experienced hips working magic.