Fifty-something Yukari Mori doesn’t ask permission—she commands. Cock already half-hard, she sinks down without warning, lips stretched obscenely wide as her tongue swirls around the head while one hand guides deeper. No teasing, no buildup; this is a woman who’s been doing this since before you were born. Her thighs press against his ribs as she rides up and down like she owns the place—and maybe she does. When he tries to flip her over for return service, she laughs through clenched teeth and shoves him back flat on his spine instead. Ass up first time asked (no begging), fingers digging into flesh as her mouth waters at the sight of what’s coming next. No lube? Doesn’t matter.