Angie’s Hungry Mouth Swallows Jason’s Cock in a Messy POV

Angie doesn’t even bother with foreplay—just grabs that cock like it belongs to her and drops to her knees. Eyes half-lidded, wrinkles deepening with every moan as she takes him down slow then fast. Tongue swirls around the head while one hand cups his balls, squeezing just right. Jason leans back against the couch cushions, gripping the armrests as Angie works magic. Her tits bounce with every bob of that head—stretch marks glistening under dim lighting—and when he finally pulls out for a cumshot? She catches every last drop on her tongue without blinking. Then she wipes her mouth like this was just another Tuesday night at the diner.