French
Tony heads over to Vanessa's place for a massage, that pretty little therapist who's got hands like magic. He needs to unwind, bad. She works those knots out, oils slick and warm, and damn, Tony melts right into it. So relaxed he can't help it—his cock starts stirring, hardening up nice and firm under the towel. Vanessa? Not fazed one bit. Hell, she grins like it's the hottest compliment she's heard all week. 'Guess I'll reward myself too,' she purrs, swinging a leg over to straddle him, ready to ride that tension right out.
Tony heads over to Vanessa's place for a massage, that pretty little therapist who's got hands like magic. He needs to unwind, bad. She works those knots out, oils slick and warm, and damn, Tony melts right into it. So relaxed he can't help it—his cock starts stirring, hardening up nice and firm under the towel. Vanessa? Not fazed one bit. Hell, she grins like it's the hottest compliment she's heard all week. 'Guess I'll reward myself too,' she purrs, swinging a leg over to straddle him, ready to ride that tension right out.