Forty-five-year-old Heather—wrinkles around her eyes, stretch marks across heavy tits—knows exactly how far she can take him. Starts kneeling, chin pressed into his lap as she struggles to swallow every inch. Her hands grip his ass like he’s been hers for years. When she pulls back gasping, cum dripping from the corner of her mouth, he doesn’t even hesitate before flipping her onto the bed. She spreads those thick thighs wide without being told and rides him hard enough to make the headboard rattle. That look in her eye? Like she’s been doing this since before he was born.