Description of a battered woman's life. Alluring as a whore. 1. Her tits, once perky, now hung slightly, bearing the weight of countless caresses and hungry mouths, yet still inviting with their soft, worn beauty. 2. She had a smirk that spoke of a life filled with lust and experience, lines around her eyes hinting at the countless nights spent in the throes of passion, each one a story etched into her skin. 3. Her ass, once firm, now bore the gentle sag of age and use, but it was a testament to her vibrant past, a promise of a woman who knew how to pleasure and be pleased. 4. Her eyes, though tired, still held a spark of lust, a window into a soul that had tasted every pleasure and wanted more, a hunger that couldn't be sated. 5. Her lips, once plump, now bore the faint lines of a thousand kisses, a pout that begged to be kissed and bitten, a promise of a mouth that knew how to suck and tease. 6. Her tits, spilling out of her top, bore the stretch marks of youth and the sag of age, a testament to the many hands that had caressed them, yet still inviting with their worn, soft beauty. 7. She had a look that said she could swallow you whole and enjoy every inch, a promise of deep throating and endless pleasure, a gaze that spoke of a woman who had seen it all and wanted more. 8. She licked her lips when she looked at you, a clear invitation to fuck her, a promise of wet, hungry kisses and endless pleasure, a tongue that had tasted every pleasure and wanted more. 9. Her tits, jiggling with every step, bore the weight of time and use, yet still a hypnotic sight, a promise of bouncing, bouncing fun, a testament to her allure and the pleasures she could provide. 10. Her ass, made for spanking, bore the faint marks of countless slaps, a promise of pain and pleasure intertwined, a testament to her vibrant past and the pleasures she could still provide. 11. Her eyes, though tired, still held a hunger, like she was always ready for more cock, a promise of endless pleasure and satisfaction, a window into a soul that had tasted every pleasure and wanted more. 12. She had a pout that made you want to bite those lips and fuck her mouth, a promise of wet, hungry kisses and endless pleasure, a mouth that had tasted every pleasure and wanted more. 13. Her tits and ass, her best assets, bore the marks of time and use, yet still a sight to behold, a testament to the power of her allure and the pleasures she could provide, a promise of untold delights and wild encounters. 14. Her face, a picture of pure fucking desire, bore the lines of age and experience, yet still ready for anything and everything, a promise of untold delights and wild encounters, a vision of pure, unadulterated lust, a testament to her vibrant past and the pleasures she could still provide.