That first deep breath when his cock hits the back of her throat—she blinks hard but doesn’t pull away. Wrinkles around her eyes crinkle as she moans around him, mascara already smearing down her cheeks. One hand cups his balls while the other grips the sheets like she’s been doing this for decades (because she has). He flips her onto her back mid-thrust; saggy tits jiggle with every slam of his hips into that wet pussy. She spreads wider, arches up—begging without words—and when he finally pulls out just enough to shoot across those stretch-marked thighs? She licks it all up like a starving woman at a buffet.