Who's The Masseuse

Abby's gig at the spa? Total mystery to her dude Eric. But she's scheming today—no clients crashing the party, so she's got all the time in the world. And Eric? Man's about to get his cherry popped with a milking from his own wife. She drags it out, teasing him with bits of what she really does there, and he's eating it up, hooked on every flirty reveal. Then bam—Abby slides under that milking table and wraps her lips around his throbbing cock. Boom, primal mode kicks in; they're both wild, sparks flying like fireworks in a back alley. She works him good, has him moaning and begging for more, cock pulsing in her hot mouth. Suddenly, a noise echoes through—Abby pops up to scout it out, leaving Eric tied down and rock-hard on the table, balls aching. That's when Nikki strolls in, spotting this unfinished stud waiting. Being the team player she is, she dives right in, takes him deep in her warm, eager mouth, sucking him dry until he explodes, ropes of cum coating her tongue. Abby walks back in just as Nikki's wiping the sticky mess off her smirking face. Eric? Zero brownie points coming his way tonight, buddy.