Anger Management

Jordan rolls up to the Nuru massage spot, part of his damn Anger Management gig—his counselor swears the full treatment could finally chill him out. Asa greets him at the door with a sly smile, promising to work out every last knot of his rage. She tunes out his endless griping and blow-ups during the rubdown, cranking things up a gear to see if the real deal loosens him up. Asa drops down and wraps her lips around his cock, sucking it rock-hard and throbbing. She grabs the slick Nuru gel, slathers it on, and glides her killer curves all over him while she pumps his shaft, pulling out every ounce of that pent-up stress in one epic finish.