No underwear. Just a woman who’s done this before—muscles rippling under sweat, veins popping on her arms as she climbs onto a younger guy’s lap. The bathtub is small but it doesn’t matter; she takes control from the start. One hand grips his shoulder for balance while the other slaps her own thigh like a metronome keeping time with every deep thrust. Her tits jiggle with each bounce, nipples hard from friction or maybe just excitement. No lube needed when you’ve got this much experience—just raw heat and years of practice grinding down into position after position. She rides until he groans, then flips him over mid-cumshot to finish off on top.