The Owner's Son

Callie Carter struts in for her massage, but guess what? Not a single masseuse bothers to show up. The owner's son mans the desk, though he's strictly off-limits for hands-on work. Tough luck—he hits a wall when Callie flat-out refuses to bail. She shrugs, figures his half-assed skills will do, forks over the cash, and heads upstairs to the salon. Come on, who wouldn't jump at the chance to get their mitts on a smoking hot blonde like her? That ass? Perfection, swaying as she peels off her tight denim shorts, flashing a skimpy thong and those perky little A-cup tits. Her belly's flat as hell, and she keeps things tidy down there with a neat trim instead of going full bald. Our cameras snag the killer view, peeking right up under that towel to expose her sweet, tempting pussy. One look and your mouth's watering for a lick. You can see exactly where this rubdown's veering—straight into trouble—as her stand-in masseuse's hands creep way too close to those lips. Callie skips covering up her chest, letting her nipples poke up hard, begging for attention. She reaches over, grabs his rock-hard cock, and ditches the towel completely. Watch him work her mound with those massaging fingers, slicking her up good and wet. And Callie? She dives right in, wrapping her lips around his swelling erection in this steamy XXX blowjob that'll leave you breathless.