Threesome Planning

Joey books his Nuru massage, a bit thrown when they switch to this fresh spot. He pulls up and digs the vibe—sleek, inviting, and damn if his masseuse Giselle doesn't look like pure fire. She's a knockout, curves that kill, but he's side-eyeing if she'll deliver the real deal. Giselle reads his vibe, calls in Kortney, the seasoned pro, and pitches a tag-team rubdown. Joey's all in, grinning like a fool. They hustle him into the room, clothes hit the floor—everyone bare and buzzing. In the shower, the girls soap him up, hands roaming, fingers wrapping his thickening cock with teasing strokes. Then, moans leak through the wall next door, raw and wild—sounds like some lucky bastard's getting the works. That shit amps Joey right up, his dick twitching hard. The girls slather on the gel, bodies slick and gleaming, sliding over him like greased lightning, tits and asses gliding up his torso, down his thighs. He's throbbing now, rock solid and ready. Kortney grabs the reins, drops low, and sucks him deep—her mouth a hot, swirling heaven that pulls groans from his gut. Giselle dives in next, claiming his cock like she owns it, lips locked tight, tongue flicking wild while she swings into a steamy 69, planting her dripping pussy right on his face. Joey dives in, lapping at her sweet folds, tasting every quiver as she grinds against his tongue. Kortney slides back in, reclaiming his shaft with expert suction, her head bobbing fierce. Two smoking hotties working him over? It's too much—Joey explodes, blasting ropes so thick and heavy he nearly floods their eager mouths.