Sixty-ish brunette in a sleek latex dress kneels on the floor, hands working his belt free. No hesitation. Lips part, tongue flicks the tip before she takes him deep. Eyes locked on his, throat working in slow waves. Latex squeaks as she grips his thighs, nails digging in. Switches to deepthroat—jaw unhinged, spit dripping down his shaft. Pulls back just enough to gasp for air, then dives back down with a wet slurp. Cock glistens under the dim light, her mascara already smudged from the effort. She doesn’t stop until he’s buried to the root, gagging around his girth.