That look in her eyes—like she’s been waiting all damn day. Thick lips wrapped tight around cock, tongue swirling just to tease before she pulls off with a wet pop, leaving him glistening. Then those hands grip his thighs, nails digging in as she straddles him, riding slow at first—just enough to make him beg. Ass clenches when he hits deep, hips rolling like she owns the place (because she does). No finesse left after fifty years of this shit; just raw hunger. Cum drips down her chin while one hand cups her own pussy, fingers working fast as he empties inside her.