Sloppy wet spot on the couch where the younger guy just came from plastic. She wipes it off with a smile, then yanks his belt open again. Wrinkles deepen when she grinds down hard, thighs trembling around his hips. No lube needed—just years of practice and a greedy cunt that sucks him dry every time. Curls up afterward like an old cat, chin resting on her chest while he catches his breath.