Mature Cougar Swallows Then Rides Hard in the Living Room

She starts slow—kneeling between his legs, tongue working like she’s got all day. Then click, that switch flips: off her knees, onto him in one fluid motion. Stocking-clad thighs clamp down hard as he grips those sagging tits, fingers digging into soft flesh. The couch creaks under her weight; every bounce sends ripples through her jiggly belly. She leans back just enough to watch his face screw up before slamming forward again—fuck—taking it all like some kind of veteran who knows exactly how much a younger guy can handle. By the end? Cum smeared on her chin and a grin that says ‘next time.’