
Tia spots Seth outside fiddling with his phone. He mutters something about ringing up landlords. "Come check my place," she chirps, but leads him straight to the massage parlor instead. Once they're inside, Tia comes clean with a grin: the "place" is her table and a bottle of oil. Seth's eyebrows hit the ceiling. "I got no cash for this," he grumbles. Feeling a sting of guilt, Tia waves the price away. She steers him to the Jacuzzi, strips him down, then sinks between his legs and wraps her warm mouth around his cock, swirling her tongue until he melts. Towels are ditched for the sukebe chair; Tia sucks harder now, kneading his balls in rhythm, coaxing him until he erupts, hot cum spurting across her face and chest.
Tia spots Seth outside fiddling with his phone. He mutters something about ringing up landlords. "Come check my place," she chirps, but leads him straight to the massage parlor instead. Once they're inside, Tia comes clean with a grin: the "place" is her table and a bottle of oil. Seth's eyebrows hit the ceiling. "I got no cash for this," he grumbles. Feeling a sting of guilt, Tia waves the price away. She steers him to the Jacuzzi, strips him down, then sinks between his legs and wraps her warm mouth around his cock, swirling her tongue until he melts. Towels are ditched for the sukebe chair; Tia sucks harder now, kneading his balls in rhythm, coaxing him until he erupts, hot cum spurting across her face and chest.