She lounges there first, legs crossed high in those stockings, toes curling against his back as she teases him with slow kisses. Then it’s hands on hips, that belly jiggling just right when she stands up—no hesitation before straddling him. Thick thighs clamp tight around his waist as she rides him hard enough to make the couch groan. Saggy tits bounce with every thrust while her nails dig into his shoulders; no finesse left by fifty years of practice. Cum shoots deep inside her when he finally flips her over and slams home.