First taste of her thick lips wrapped tight around his shaft—gold necklace clinking as she struggles to swallow every inch. Gagging hard but not letting go, tongue working fast before pulling back with a wet pop. Heads straight for the couch where she straddles him like it’s Tuesday, heavy tits bouncing as she rides slow at first—just teasing—but then takes over. No lube needed; years of practice make sure he slides deep without effort. Cum hits her throat again mid-ride when she finally lets go, milking him dry while whispering filthy compliments in that raspy voice only grandmas have. Stockings half-rolled down by the end.