...the way she knows how to use that body—sagging tits bouncing, stretch marks glistening under the light. Starts slow, teasing his cock between those heavy thighs before straddling him, grinding until he’s gasping. Then—flip. Legs over his shoulders, ass lifted high as he slides home without warning. No lube needed; she’s slick from riding him raw earlier. Moans turn desperate when he grabs her hips and starts pounding, each thrust making her nails scratch the sheets... She comes first with a shuddering cry, milking him dry right before collapsing against his chest like she owns it.