Older woman’s face flushes red as she struggles to swallow it all, lips stretched wide, eyes watering but she won’t look away. Knows every trick—tongue curled just right to take him deeper. The room smells like sweat and cum already. He grips her hair tight, fucking that throat until she gags again, drooling down his balls. By the time he pulls out, her mascara’s smudged, chin glistening with spit—and she wipes her mouth slow like she owns the place. No warning needed here; this is how it’s always been done.