Cece Stone

Nick's been grinding as a cornerman for this local boxer, and damn, that bonus check hit different after his guy's nail-biting split decision win raked in the big bucks. But now? The high's faded, and he's low-key depressed with the fight over—no more hype, just this itch to unwind after months of brutal training assists. One of the gym bros wouldn't shut up about Soapy Massage, so Nick figures, why the hell not? He dials them up, rolls over, and boom—Cece Stone's at the door, all smiles and curves, greeting him like she knows exactly what he needs. They waste no time, slipping into the bathroom for a steamy rinse-down shower that gets his blood pumping. She lathers him up slick, hands everywhere, teasing until they're both soaked and ready. Then it's into the jacuzzi, bubbles churning as she drops low for that mind-melting blowjob, her lips working him like a pro while the warm water laps at their skin. Nick's gripping the edge, holding on as she brings him to the brink. But they ain't done—Cece leads him to the air bed, slick with soap and sweat, where she climbs on top for a hot, slippery ride. She grinds down hard, bodies sliding in perfect rhythm, until he explodes in that epic happy ending, leaving him spent and grinning like a fool.