Soapy Bad Boy

Mark rolls into his buddy's local motorcycle shop, but damn, it's straight to Soapy Massage that really gets his engine revving. The second he spots Beti, it's game on—he's hooked like a piston in overdrive. They hustle upstairs to the bathroom, stripping down fast and furious. That's when the bad boy in him kicks in hard: he grabs Beti, plants a deep kiss on her lips, then drops low to worship her toes with hungry sucks. Things steam up quick in the shower and jacuzzi. Beti takes charge, wrapping those soft lips around Mark's throbbing dick and sucking him off like a pro, her tongue working magic that has him gripping the edges. She drags out the massage table next, slicks him up with oil until he's gleaming, then slides her body all over his—grinding, teasing—while her hand pumps him steady to that explosive happy ending.