Face full of cum first—thick ropes slapping her lips, mascara running from laughing so hard. Then the handjob: calloused fingers gripping tight, nails digging into his thigh like she’s holding on for dear life. That pouty mouth opens just enough to catch every drop before she wipes it clean with a smirk. Patio cushions creased under her knees, tits jiggling loose from how deep she bends over him. No hesitation, no shame—just years of practice and a younger guy learning fast.