Don't Get Caught

Jeanie Marie Sullivan's pulling Ryan into a full cabana spa massage, his 'first time' to sample the goods. She eases him in like he's her favorite plaything, all soft voice and tender touches that scream pamper time. Her hands? Magic. They roam and press, and bam—she nails it, pegging him for that high-stress gig without missing a beat. It's her debut day on the job, and Ryan's testing the waters, making sure she's got the chops. Spoiler: she's a pro, no doubt. Doesn't take long till she's buzzing for the big finish. As she works his chest and abs, eyes locked on those muscles, she's damn near drooling, pure hunger in her gaze. Ryan's primed and throbbing for the climax. Jeanie bites her lip, fighting not to let her wild side slip—keeps that lust on a short leash. Then she hits him with the demand: cough up an extra 200 bucks. He does, and she peels back to flaunt that lacy lingerie, all tease and promise. Next thing, she dives in, wrapping her warm mouth around his cock and sucking like it's her last meal. She hangs on tight, milking every drop till he explodes across her face in a messy glory shot. Careful, Ryan—his wife's lurking just around the bend!