Hitachi Heaven

Keeley's pumped for her very first massage, eyes sparkling with that mix of thrill and jitters. She's decked out in those long polka-dot stockings hugging her legs like a cheeky secret, plus flower jewelry that screams 'special occasion, baby.' But damn, her masseuse is way younger than she pictured—got her a little on edge. He plays it smooth, demoing the setup to ease her in, and before she knows it, he's got her slipping off those panties. She's loving every second so far, sliding onto the table, ready to melt into relaxation. He tweaks the towel just right, uncovering that soft, inviting skin. Oils her up nice and slick, kneading the knots from her back with firm, knowing hands. Then he slides lower, working her legs and feet, fingers brushing her pussy and asshole over and over—teasing her to spread wide so he can dive into that pretty pink slit. Her moans? Pure giveaway—she's hooked. He pulls out the Hitachi wand, and she fires back by yanking free his massive cock, thick and throbbing. As he buzzes that hungry pussy with the wand, she twists and bucks wild, ecstasy ripping through her like a storm. No holding back now; she spreads for him, and he plunges that dick deep into her soaking wet heat, pounding her insides from every damn angle till he pulls out and blasts his load all over those sweet, budding nipples.