The Happy Ending

Chayse is the last girl standing at the massage parlor that night, and Eric rolls in hot and bothered, not beating around the bush—he straight-up asks for a happy ending. She's all sly smiles, promising she'll think it over, and leads him to the room with that teasing sway in her hips. As she works her magic on the table, she peels off just enough to flaunt her killer natural curves, every inch perfection you can't look away from. Then she cranks it up, showing off her real specialty: she straddles him, slides right down on his throbbing cock like she owns it, rides him smooth and deep until he can't hold back, and damn if she doesn't swallow every last drop of his load with a wicked grin.