Oh fuck yeah—that’s a woman who’s done this before. Blonde hair messy from his fingers, tits spilling out of that barely-there top like she doesn’t even care anymore. Starts slow—licking his shaft like a lollipop, eyes locked on him—but then oh shit, he pushes in too fast and she gags, tears welling up. Doesn’t stop her though; just grips his thighs harder, pulls him deeper by the base until her throat bulges around his cock. Patio chairs creak in the background while he pins those legs back over the edge of the tabletop—fuck me—and starts pounding that face like it’s payback for every time he walked in on Mom changing sheets.