A Slippery Anniversary

Daisy Stone's fingers dance over the piano keys in the living room, pounding out her hubby Jay Smooth's all-time favorite tune. She's hoping the melody drifts through the house and hooks him from the other room. Sure enough, Jay strolls in with a grin splitting his face, clutching a fat bouquet of flowers tucked slyly behind his back. It's their big anniversary bash, and he's packing one hell of a surprise. He thrusts the blooms at her, then drops the bomb: he's scored a Nuru massage just for her. Daisy's never dipped into that slippery fun before. Jay lays it out—body-to-body slickness with gel and all—and she smirks, saying he oughta tag along and watch the show. Jay's eyes light up like fireworks; they grab hands and bolt to the spa, buzzing with that anniversary spark. They pull up at the salon, and Eliza Ibarra's right there, flashing a warm welcome. Word gets out it's their special day, and Eliza ups the ante: a couples massage on the house, no strings. She leads them to the room, all dim lights and promise. Daisy glances around, spotting no table, and blurts, 'Where's the massage setup?' Eliza chuckles, cool as ever: 'We skip the table—it's all about the mat, babe.' Daisy's brows knit in confusion, but Eliza's grin widens. 'First things first, we kick off with a steamy shower. Strip down.' Daisy's got that hesitant vibe at first, cheeks flushing, but Jay leans in, whispering it's all good, totally normal in this naughty setup. She chills quick—clothes hit the floor. It doesn't take long before Eliza and Jay's hands are all over her, kneading those tense spots with expert strokes. Tension melts away fast. Then they zero in on her pussy, fingers teasing and circling her clit, dipping in just right—Daisy's anxiety? Poof, gone like yesterday's worries. She's moaning now, fully in the groove. They slide over to the mat, gel-slick and ready to rumble. The girls trade off riding Jay's thick cock, hips grinding down hard, taking every inch with greedy bounces. Eliza goes first, her tight pussy clenching around him while she grinds; Daisy follows, slamming home with a wicked rhythm. They finish each other off—fingers and tongues working overtime on those swollen clits—until they're all spent and smirking. Looks like this couple's ditching the once-a-year routine; they'll be back for more Nuru action way sooner than their next anniversary!