This one’s got experience. A plus-size blonde who’s done this a hundred times before, stockings halfway down her thighs, rings glinting under the lamplight. She doesn’t ask—she shows, pulling him onto the bed by his belt buckle before pinning him flat. Fingers first, slow at first but building up speed until he can’t tell where her touch ends and his own desperation begins. Then comes the lesson: how to use that tongue like it’s been trained for decades—not just licking, no, deep circles around that clit until she’s gasping into the pillow. And when those fingers get replaced? No warning.