My English Professor

The last guy India Summer figured she'd run into today is Robby Echo, her own English student. Kid's been hounding the spa owner for a summer gig, all to get his hands on the hot ladies filtering through. Robby straight-up begs India for a shot, even if he's no pro compared to her usual masseur. She's wary, but he suggests they act like it's all water under the bridge. India gives in—kinda half-hearted—and agrees, but only if she gets her cash back if it sucks. Robby goes slow, dialing in exactly what Miss Summer craves, letting her dub him 'Ken' like he's her fantasy fix. He's so damn pumped by his smokin' client that he can't resist spoiling her with soft kisses and those firm hands roaming from her mouth down to her tits, then sliding straight to her pussy. India feels like straight-up royalty, so she flips the script and rewards 'Ken' with some slick cock-rubbing action. Turns out, these two spark like nobody saw coming. India just has to wrap her lips around his stiff dick, letting him pound her throat like it's his playground. Before long, she spreads wide and invites Robby to work his hard massage-tool cock deep inside her soaked professor pussy, hitting that spot for total, balls-to-the-wall relief.