She starts slow—licking his shaft like she’s savoring ice cream after decades of denial. Then that tongue dives in deep, gagging him right there on the bed before she rolls over and yanks him between her thighs. Hair sticking to sweat-slicked skin, tits jiggling with every thrust. When he tries to pull out? She locks those knees tight and takes it all until his hips snap forward hard enough to rattle the headboard. Cum splatters across her cleavage like a bad tattoo—she wipes it off with one finger and licks it clean.