Lili’s got that kind of body—big round tits jiggling, stretch marks like battle scars, an ass so heavy it wobbles when she moves. Starts by grinding down on his face, thighs shaking as he laps at her pussy like a man starving. Then she turns around, hands braced on the couch backrest, and takes him deep in one smooth motion—no warning needed when you’ve been doing this since before he was born. He pins her hips down and starts pounding; the couch groans louder than she does. By the end? Cum dripping off her chin while she smirks through mascara-smudged eyes.