There's No Need To Choose

Raven Rockette's usual client, Marie McCray, strolls in a tad late. Raven spots Belle waiting and breaks the news: Marie gets her rubdown first, so hang tight. Belle shrugs it off, cool as ever. But Marie catches sight of this stunner and her brain kicks into overdrive—gotta snag a piece of that. Quick thinking: she waves Belle in for the massage slot instead. Just the opener, though. Marie's scheming hard to slip into the room and ogle Belle's killer body. Her play? Fake interest in a job at the parlor. Almost bounces off rejection, but she pushes, dives right in massaging Belle's back while Raven works those legs. Marie's got that adorable vibe; Belle can't say no when she begs to knead that plump, round ass. Raven chimes in with the praise, and bam—trio's instant pals. Marie and Raven divvy up Belle's ass like it's candy, giggling like schoolgirls the whole damn time. Raven's grinning ear-to-ear when Belle flips, flashing those perky tits that scream perfection. Seduction? Barely needed. Belle melts into their eager grips. The masseuses peel off their clothes, pile onto their naked queen in a sweaty tangle of girl-on-girl heat. Everyone samples the full, juicy feast from the last one standing. Steamiest threesome you'll see—total score!