Happy - End massage out of control

You were already lying on the massage table when I came in - the red dress tight against my curves, my heels clacking softly, my eyes fixed on your nude body.

I didn't say a word. I just let the dress fall ... slowly ... revealing oiled skin, soft breasts and a body that was made to melt into yours.

I climbed over you and slid my curves over your breasts, body to body, smooth and warm. My breasts pressed against you with every movement, every breath.

Then my hand found your cock - hot oil, slow strokes, watching you twitch beneath me.

But I wanted more.

I took you deep into my mouth - wet, lavish, gagging, worshipping every inch - before I sat on top of you and rode you hard.

Cowgirl style at first, watching your eyes.

Then reversed, my butt bobbing on your cock while you moaned uncontrollably.

When I sensed you were about to climax, I stroked you slowly and firmly and counted down: 3... 2... 1...

You came over my oiled hand - my body trembled, my breath caught in my throat.

The best massage ever.