Supermodel Massage

Alix Lynx shows up for work at the spa, nothing out of the ordinary. Then supermodel Chloe Amour strolls in for a full body massage. Alix tries not to look too thrilled while Chloe chats about strutting down catwalks in Paris and Rome. What Alix actually looks forward to is the moment Chloe peels off every last scrap of clothing. She starts rubbing oil into Chloe’s back like it’s any other job. But as soon as Chloe rolls over, towel still covering her, the mood flips. Alix lifts that towel and spots Chloe’s light-blue thong, soaked straight through with pussy juice. Alix blushes, feels herself getting damp, and Chloe drops the shy act. She grabs Alix’s wrist, presses her hand down against her dripping crotch. They both know this isn’t a massage anymore. The towel hits the floor, Chloe’s legs part, and Alix’s face dives in, mouth lapping up every bit of juice. One taste tells them both: Chloe’s leaving wet and satisfied, and it won’t be Alix’s hands that bring her back—it’s that hot, hungry tongue between her thighs.