I Was Wondering

Joey Brass stormed in all wound up and stressed, so he hit up Arial Rose for a killer massage. One look at him, and bam—she's hooked. The dude's a dead ringer for her ex. She peels off his clothes, and hell yeah, he's already rock hard and throbbing. Down on her knees in the steamy shower, she lathers him up with soap, scrubbing every inch of that tight body. Then she dives in, wrapping her lips around his thick cock and taking him balls-deep down her throat, slurping like a champ. Can't blame her—she's gotta have it. She hops up, guides that bad boy straight into her slick pussy, and they fuck wild against the wet tiles until Joey growls he wants the massage he shelled out for. No problem, babe. She slicks on that slippery Nuru gel, mounts his back, and glides down slow, pressing her full, perky tits along every damn inch of him. He's teetering on the edge, about to blow, but he plays the gentleman: 'Mind if I rail you a bit more?' Arial's all in, bends over with a wicked grin, and he pounds her from behind, deep and relentless, until he pulls out and unloads hot ropes right above her ass.