Fraternity Brothers

Mike struts into the Nuru Massage Parlor, eyes lighting up when he spots his smoking-hot masseuse Vanessa. 'My frat bros won't shut up about this joint,' he says with a grin. 'They dragged me here to check it out.' She flashes him a wicked smile, grabs his hand, and leads him to the room. Without a word, she peels off her clothes, revealing her killer skinny frame, all tanned and toned like a beach goddess begging for trouble. She turns to him, strips him down quick and clean, then pulls him into the steamy shower. Her hands soap up his body, sliding everywhere, and damn if she doesn't wrap her fingers around his cock, stroking it slow and teasing until it's throbbing. They hop straight into the Jacuzzi after, bubbles churning around them. Vanessa's hands roam his skin, kneading deep, while she grinds her sweet, soft pussy right against his dick—pure temptation, pressing and circling like she owns the rhythm. Can't resist anymore, she drops down and takes him in her mouth for some mind-blowing head, lips locking tight. She leads him dripping to the mattress, slathers him in that slick Nuru gel, and slides her body all over his—tits gliding, ass bumping, every curve locking into his like a naughty puzzle. Rolls him onto his back, and there he is, rock hard and ready. She grabs his dick, dives in, sucking with expert twists. Her mouth and hands team up on his shaft, pumping and swirling. He's losing it— this firecracker stroking and sucking him senseless. Boom, he explodes. She clamps down, lets him watch her take every blast of his hot load straight into that skilled mouth of hers, swallowing like a champ. Frat buddies nailed it. This place? Total game-winner.