Extra! Extra!

Seth shows up to his massage gig totally fried from cramming for university exams, shoulders knotted up like a pretzel. He locks eyes with Rylie, his smoking hot masseuse, all curves and confidence, and trails her to the dimly lit room. She starts kneading those tense muscles, and he blurts out if she pulls in decent cash. 'It's solid,' she says with a sly grin, 'but rent's a bitch, so I offer extras for guys who tip extra well.' His ears perk up, interest sparking like a live wire. She leans in close. 'For a few more bucks, I strip down bare. Add a bit extra, and I'll wrap my lips around that cock of yours.' Hell yeah, he's in—whips out the wallet, hands over the dough, and sinks back as she peels off her clothes, revealing that killer body. She drops to her knees, takes him deep in her hot mouth, working him with expert swirls and sucks that make his toes curl. Then she climbs up, swinging that tight ass over his face for a steamy 69. He dives in, tongue lapping at her sweet, slick pussy, devouring every juicy fold while she moans around his throbbing shaft. She tastes like pure sin, and her blowjob skills are off the charts—guy's got no shot holding out. Boom, he explodes, painting her gorgeous face with ropes of cum. After this session, Seth's chills so deep, those finals won't stand a chance.