My Horny Masseuse

Jenner was pissed as hell after his wife blew their entire wad on shopping sprees. Screw it, he thought—he'd hunt down the hottest massage joint in town and drop some cash his way. He struts in, eyes Ashli, this sultry masseuse who grins and leads him upstairs, whispering it'll be one hell of a ride. Right off the bat, this ain't your grandma's rubdown. When Ashli hits him up for extra bills to strip down and wrap her lips around his dick, Jenner smirks—jackpot, baby. She dives in, sucking his cock like a pro, all wet and eager. Then she flips it, letting him bury his face in her pussy while they 69, her finger sliding into her tight ass for that extra kick. Girl's a deepthroat wizard too, taking him balls-deep with skills that'd make a sailor blush. Jenner loses it, blasting right down her throat. Horny as fuck, Ashli laps it up and swallows every drop, eyes locked on his with that wicked spark.