Indoor pool, blue tiles glistening under water. A woman old enough to be his mother but young enough to make him hard as steel takes control. She straddles him face-to-face, lips locked mid-dive before sinking lower—tits floating free, nipples pebbled from the cold. Hands grip his waist tight while she rides slow at first, then faster, water sloshing over the edge as she chases something only experience can deliver. No lube needed when you’ve been doing this since before he was born.