She’s old enough to be his momma and doesn’t give a damn about rules. Tattooed back glistening under the light, she straddles him first—ass hovering just out of reach before slamming down. No mercy for beginners; he learns fast how this works: her pace, her grip on his hips like reins. Fingers dig into flesh as she lifts up slow just to drop harder next time. Then it switches—he flips onto his back but only so she can bend over the armrest of that couch again, tits swinging free while he watches them bounce with every thrust. Asshole stretched wide from years of practice. Cock buried deep in her pussy next, thighs quivering but voice steady: 'You’re gonna cum where I say you do.
