Foreign Exchange Massage

Tommy Gunn's been eyeing that Nuru Massage Parlor every damn day on his motorcycle ride. Curiosity finally wins, and he strolls in for the full experience. Marica Hase draws the short straw—or lucky one—as his masseuse, dishing out that authentic Japanese special she mastered back home. She's a tiny Asian firecracker with a thick accent and that coy giggle, but don't buy the innocent act. This girl's a cock-handling wizard, slick as they come. She drags him straight to the shower, hands roaming wild. Fingers dig into his chest, trace his arms, and zero in on that hardening dick like it's her next meal. Lathers her perky tits and shaved pussy until they're foaming, then slides 'em all over his ass and thighs while her fist pumps his soapy shaft. Tommy grins, tossing out extra cash for the real fun. Marica's eyes light up—deal sealed. Next, she's perched in a steaming bubble bath, bubbles popping around her as she wraps those lips around his throbbing cock, sucking deep and teasing with her tongue. But hold up, the massage party's just warming up. She towels him off quick and hauls him to the table, slathering on that slick Nuru gel. Her whole body's a slippery weapon, gliding up and down his rock-hard length, teasing the tip with her toes until he's twitching. Tommy shelled out for the bang, so Marica spreads wide, letting him pound that tight Asian pussy like a jackhammer on overdrive. He drills her hard, building that edge until she shudders. Finally, he pulls out and unloads ropes of cum right on her swollen clit, marking his territory with a satisfied smirk.