She starts kneeling, thick lips wrapped tight around him, gagging as he pushes deeper. Then she laughs—mascara already smudged—and rolls over his lap like she owns the place. Tits jiggle free as she rides him raw, nails digging into his shoulders. The couch groans under her weight. He flips her onto her back mid-thrust and pins those heavy thighs open while she gasps for air between moans. Cum splatters against her wrinkled stomach when he finally lets go.