Court Ordered

Judge Stevenson slapped Billy Glide with a court-ordered Nuru massage to tame his wild anger after that stint in the slammer. Asa Akira, the sultry Asian masseuse, knew the whole deal. She stripped down bare, then peeled off his clothes with a wicked grin. 'Lie back on the mat,' she purred, 'and buckle up for the slickest ride of your life.' She slathered the warm gel all over his ripped body, then hers, turning every inch of her curves into a teasing tool to grind away his rage. She straddled his face, planting her wet pussy right there for him to savor, while she dove down to wrap her hot mouth around his massive, throbbing cock. Asa purred like a kitten in heat the whole time, her lips and tongue working that dick like magic. She even teased him with her soft feet, stroking his shaft until she couldn't wait anymore—craving his hot load. She dragged him to the shower, dropped to her knees, and sucked him deep. Billy exploded, blasting ropes of cum straight onto her perky, perfect tits. 'Hit me up weekly,' she winked, 'to keep that temper on a leash.'