
Some finishes travel. A footjob builds the whole thing, toes doing the patient work, then the last act lands across a pair of cheeks instead. 169 scenes where the feet take the credit and the ass takes the glaze, a division of labour this catalogue fully endorses. Feet lead, the finish follows.
Victor Ray thinks he is living the dream. Girlfriend Cali Sweets at home and GoGo Zombi on the massage table whenever he wants, nobody the wiser. So when he books his next nuru session he walks in smiling like the cat with all the cream. GoGo suggests a blindfold this time, something to heighten every slippery slide of her oiled body. Victor grins and nods, not smelling the set-up. The door opens. Cali steps in naked and takes GoGo's place. She pours the slick gel across his shoulders and starts working it down his spine, then lower, until her full breasts glide over his back and that familiar curve presses warm and insistent against his ass. Victor moans approval, still blind, still clueless. Finally GoGo yanks the blindfold off. Cali is straddling him, oily tits mashed to his ribs, a wicked grin on her lips. Victor freezes, face gone slack. The girls burst out laughing. “That look right there,” Cali says, “totally worth the wait.” GoGo drops her robe and climbs onto the table. “Now you pay up, two-timer. Both of us. Every hole, every inch, until we say you’re even.” Victor swallows hard, cock already twitching against the slippery vinyl. Two pairs of hands, two hungry mouths, two bodies slick with warm oil ready to ride him raw. Payback is about to get messy, and he has zero say in the matter.
Victor Ray thinks he is living the dream. Girlfriend Cali Sweets at home and GoGo Zombi on the massage table whenever he wants, nobody the wiser. So when he books his next nuru session he walks in smiling like the cat with all the cream. GoGo suggests a blindfold this time, something to heighten every slippery slide of her oiled body. Victor grins and nods, not smelling the set-up. The door opens. Cali steps in naked and takes GoGo's place. She pours the slick gel across his shoulders and starts working it down his spine, then lower, until her full breasts glide over his back and that familiar curve presses warm and insistent against his ass. Victor moans approval, still blind, still clueless. Finally GoGo yanks the blindfold off. Cali is straddling him, oily tits mashed to his ribs, a wicked grin on her lips. Victor freezes, face gone slack. The girls burst out laughing. “That look right there,” Cali says, “totally worth the wait.” GoGo drops her robe and climbs onto the table. “Now you pay up, two-timer. Both of us. Every hole, every inch, until we say you’re even.” Victor swallows hard, cock already twitching against the slippery vinyl. Two pairs of hands, two hungry mouths, two bodies slick with warm oil ready to ride him raw. Payback is about to get messy, and he has zero say in the matter.