The Cleaner

Cassidy Klein hustles around the spa, wiping down tables and daydreaming about swapping gigs with someone—anything—for a damn day. She's got her tunes cranked up loud, shaking her hips like nobody's watching. Except Karlie Montana is, peeking in with wide eyes, totally freaked by this quirky chick lost in her role-play fantasy. Busted, Cassidy yanks out her earbuds and stammers an apology, blurting out how bad she wishes someone would show her the ropes on a real massage. Karlie smirks, jumps at the chance, and strips buck naked right there on the table, all smooth skin and curves on display. Cassidy's clueless about the real game here—Karlie's scheming for those magic hands to work her feet, knead her tits just right, then dive south to devour her pussy until she's quivering and spent. Want that job, huh? Better learn fast what a proper happy ending really means, you sneaky minx. Enjoy the ride!