She knew exactly what she was doing when she leaned in close, her saggy tits brushing his arm as she licked her lips. The couch cushions muffled the moans of someone who’d done this before—many times. First came the teasing: slow strokes, fingers tracing his shaft like an old lover. Then those full lips wrapped around him, tongue swirling just right to make him shudder. She took it deep without warning, gagging once but not pulling back—not ever. By the time he was fucking that practiced throat hard enough to gag her, one hand was already working between her legs under the blanket.