The Sheik Returns

Summer Brielle's just chilling at the Nuru Spa when the Sheik's personal servant strolls in. She's thrown for a loop, but hey, nothing scares her off. Eric drops that the Sheik's ready to throw cash like confetti—any sum—and boom, Summer's all in, grinning at the idea of spoiling this loaded foreigner. The Sheik's stoked his guy's hooked him up with a top-shelf massage, so they grab their bags and jet to California for the full treatment. Summer's geared up for her VIP client, but the Sheik's posse? They're the ones who look shell-shocked when she struts in. Once the big man's stripped down bare, she dives right in, starting with his thick cock in her slick grip. She's locked and loaded to handle every damn craving he throws her way. At every twist of the massage, Summer's got a fresh babe lined up, each one packing killer skills and a hot, tight pussy begging for a pounding. By the finish line, the Sheik's gotta be floating on cloud nine—three smoking girls swarming him, milking out way more than just that flight-weary tension from the Middle East haul.