Bolster Madness!

Bunny Colby, this sexy masseuse, can't get enough of butts. She's so obsessed that her boss Casey Calvert pulls her aside and snaps, 'Stop pushing those bolster massages on clients unless they ask first.' Bunny smirks, wheels turning in her head. Game on. Later, Gia Derza struts in for her session. Bunny 'accidentally' leaves the bolster right in the middle of the room, hoping Gia spots it and begs for the ass-elevating treatment. Nope—Gia trips over the damn thing, shakes it off, and settles in without a word about bolsters. Strike one. Bunny starts the massage, her hands gliding over Gia's back, but she can't resist dropping hints. 'Ever tried a bolster? Lifts everything up just right.' Gia? Stone-cold silent. Not biting. Bunny's plotting her next move like a sly fox. Desperate times call for desperate tricks. Bunny steps out, fakes a phone call loud enough for Gia to hear: 'Oh yeah, bolster massages? Total game-changer for the glutes—clients rave about how it hits all the spots.' Boom—Gia finally cracks. 'Hey, can I get that bolster thing?' She flips onto it, propping her juicy, shapely ass high and proud, like it's begging for attention. Bunny grins ear to ear, diving in with oiled-up hands. She kneads those firm cheeks slow and deep, thumbs circling, fingers digging into every curve. Gia's already purring, 'Damn, that feels incredible.' She moans louder, hips twitching—'Don't stop, keep going.' Bunny's all in now, spreading those cheeks and burying her tongue in Gia's dripping pussy, lapping at her clit like it's the sweetest treat. Gia's bucking, gasping, totally lost in it. They crank it up from there—Bunny flips her over, grinds against her, fingers plunging deep while they kiss sloppy and hot. Scissoring next, clits rubbing fierce, building to that sweaty, screaming climax. Fantastic, mind-blowing sex that leaves 'em both wrecked and wanting round two.