Honey, It Started As A Footjob: Part One

Masseur Eric Masterson strolls into the swanky pad of client Alix Lynx and her loaded hubby Ryan McLane, ready to give her a rubdown right there at home. He tells the stacked blonde bombshell to strip down in the next room, where his assistant's got the massage table all set up. Alix sashays off to peel off her clothes, and Eric slaps Ryan on the back, giving him props for landing such a smoking hot piece. Ryan's thrown off by the masseur's cocky vibe, but he's cool chilling in the living room with Eric's stunning assistant. Eric steps into the massage room, and surprise—Alix hasn't ditched the duds. She's not keen on going full nude, so she keeps on her pricey, sexy-as-sin bra and panties. Eric flags the risk of coconut oil wrecking her fancy lingerie, but he dives in anyway, kneading around those bra straps. He spots knots in her lower back and quips it's gotta be tough strutting through this mansion all day. He toasts her rich husband, griping how some folks slave away while others lounge. Alix fires back that she's got plenty to keep her occupied. He moves to her toned legs, eyeing those strappy stilettos still hugging her feet. He tells her to flip over and casually asks if she's got kids. She admits she craves motherhood but can't seem to get knocked up. Eric pries, and she spills that Ryan's got this footjob fetish, so he never unloads inside her. Eric glances at her spike-heeled kicks and smirks—footjob in those? Sounds brutal. She laughs, saying the shoes come off first. Eric's itching to test the waters, so he slips them off her feet and presses her to spell out the whole footjob routine. He drops trou, whipping out his rock-hard cock, and Alix swats at it like a pesky fly. But Eric sweet-talks her into showing off her skills. Before long, she's sliding those soft soles up and down his shaft. She even suggests a slick of oil on his dick for that extra glide. Alix is putting on a clinic, working him over, when Eric plays it cool and shifts back to the massage. Pants still open, cock bobbing free, he unhooks her bra and digs into her massive tits with a chest rub. He leans in for a kiss, but she pushes back. Undeterred, he climbs on the table and jams his dick right into her cleavage for a titty fuck. He grabs the table's edge, thrusting till—oops—his tip slips into her mouth. Pinned down and fed up, Alix caves and offers to blow him just to shut him up. But before he can blow his load, Eric hops off, yanks down her panties, and eyes her up. She calls him out—yeah, she knows he's gunning to pound her with Ryan right next door. He plays coy, begging to just slip in the tip. She sighs okay, and bam—he rams the whole throbbing length balls-deep. Eric pounds her pussy hard and fast, turning her yelps into full-on moans. Not wanting to stir drama for her, he hisses to keep it quiet. But Alix is loving every thrust, so she cums with a scream that shakes the walls, pushing Eric over the edge—he unloads deep in her pussy and pulls out to spray the rest. All that noise—will it drag Ryan in to check? Click and see!