Stocking-clad legs straddling him first—nylons tearing under her weight as she sinks down hard. No warning, no lube needed; just years of practice and a pussy that knows exactly how to take it. He flips her onto her back mid-thrust, tits jiggling loose from their lace cups as he pins those wrinkled knees to the cushions. She comes fast, gasping through mascara-smudged lips while he rides it out deep inside until they’re both soaked in proof of who owns what.