She’s been doing this since before he was born. Blond hair in a messy bun, thighs thick as his forearms, she pins him down first thing. Knee-deep in his mouth while her juices drip onto his chin—no hesitation, no mercy from experience. Then she rolls off him like it’s nothing and climbs back on top for round two, riding until her tits bounce with every thrust. The couch groans under them both.