An Authentic Nuru

Charles Dera struts into his afternoon Nuru session and damn near freezes when he spots Jenna Foxx—girl's a knockout, total stunner. He doesn't waste a second, marching right up and planting a kiss on her lips. She dives in, loving the way his tongue tangles with hers in that hot, sloppy dance. Grabbing his hand, she pulls him toward the massage spot. He's been hitting this place for years, but today? Buckle up, buddy—this is gonna be a wild damn ride. She peels off her clothes while he stares, drooling over her flawless curves. Bra hits the floor, and his jaw practically unhinges. Now it's her turn; she strips him down, smirking big when his pants drop and reveal that rock-hard cock standing at attention. They hit the shower, hot water blasting. She works his skin with soapy hands, scrubbing every damn inch till he gleams. Then her fingers wrap around his dick, stroking slow and teasing—she can't resist anymore, drops to her knees, and licks that shaft from base to tip like it's her favorite treat. Charles scoops her up, flips the script, and dives in, fingers teasing and playing with her wet pussy. Back to the mat she leads him, slathering oil everywhere before grinding her slick pussy all over his body. He just lies there, soaking it up as she bends low, sliding those perky tits across his chest and abs. 'Turn over,' she purrs, then mounts up, rubbing her heat right along his throbbing cock. More oil dumps on his chest—slippery as hell—before she lines him up and sinks down, taking that dick deep inside her. She's riding hard when he hits the edge; she pulls off quick, kneeling to catch every spurt. He unloads ropes of cum across her huge, heaving tits, leaving the parlor grinning like the luckiest bastard alive.