She starts in stockings and a flimsy lace thong that tears halfway through. Black garter belt stays on just long enough to dig into her hips before it’s tossed aside. First ride is slow, teasing—then the couch cushions start squeaking under her weight. Thighs quiver when he flips her onto her back, legs hooked over his shoulders while she grips the armrests like they’re the only thing keeping her from flying apart. Cum ends up smeared across those saggy but perfect tits by the time he finally lets go.