Caught Wet-Handed

Chanell Heart's got a packed day at the massage parlor, but damn, she's struggling to keep her head in the game. Fresh off a breakup, with zero action to scratch that itch, she's horny as hell and barely holding it together. Between clients, she sneaks into the massage room shower for a quick solo fix. 'Keep it snappy,' she mutters—no way she's risking her next dude barging in while she's knuckle-deep in her own slick heat. She strips off that crisp masseuse getup, letting hot water cascade over her juicy curves, hands lathering up every soft inch. Soon her pussy's dripping wetter than the spray pounding down, so she dives in—fingers circling her swollen clit, slipping right between those eager lips. But she loses track of time, getting lost in the rhythm, until bam—next client Will Pounder strolls right in and catches her mid-stroke. Chanell's face goes beet red, mortified as fuck, but Will just shrugs it off like it's no big deal. She shakes it off, gets pro, tells him to peel off his clothes and stretch out on the NURU mat. As she starts sliding her oiled body over his, though, the air crackles with this raw, electric heat. Will can't shake the mental replay of her fingering herself silly, and his cock? It's stiffening up like it's got a mind of its own, begging for round two. Looks like Chanell's itch is about to get properly scratched. No more fantasizing about a hard dick pounding her—instead, she'll just borrow her client's for the real deal.