She doesn’t ask—just shoves him back onto the cushions like he’s nothing but muscle. Fifty-something legs spread wide over his chest as that red thong barely clings to her ass. One hand in his hair, yanking him up so fast he chokes before she even opens her mouth. Throat stretched around it like this isn’t their first time together (it’s not). Saliva strings from her lips as she takes control—fingers digging into his shoulders when he tries to pull away. Cum hits the back of her throat, then splatters across those saggy tits as she lets go with a smirk, knowing exactly what comes next.