Lacey Starr doesn’t ask permission. One minute she’s riding the couch like it’s her throne, heavy tits jiggling as he thrusts up into that sopping pussy. Next thing you know, she’s got him pinned by the shoulders, mouth open wide enough to take his whole cock down her throat—no gagging, just gulping like she owns the place. When he tries to flip her over? She laughs in that raspy voice of hers and commands ‘Don’t you dare.’ Ass up on the armrest next, spread wide for another round while he grips those saggy but perfect tits like they’re made for it. Ends with cum dripping off her chin and a smirk that says ‘Who taught you how to fuck?’