You Got It In My Hair

Eric Masterson's itching to hit the town and score, but he settles for a massage instead. At the door, this stunning brunette bombshell Layla Luxxx welcomes him, straight up saying no extras like those sleazy joints peddle. Eric's gutted but plays along. He strips down and hits the table, trying to chill, but damn, his dick's got other plans. Layla's smoking hot—picture those slick hands gliding over every curve of your skin, who'd blame a guy for popping a tent? He rolls over on his back, and that's when he turns on the charm, begging her to ditch the robe. He ups the ante, flashing cash for the bra and panties. She shuts him down cold at first, but then—boom—she cracks. Drawing from her own wild know-how, Layla jumps the rails on that massage gig, delivering the full monty Eric's been panting for. She works him over rough, then wraps her hot mouth around his throbbing cock. Keeps those killer heels on for that extra kick of sexy. Lets him bury his face in her while they flip to 69, trading licks like pros. Girl's a vacuum on that dick—slow, tight grip, loving every inch of meat sliding over her tongue. Eric fights the urge, balls clenched, till he blows his load, and she gulps down a tasty swallow.