21Sextury Update - Sensual Relief

Alyssia Kent's lower back had been screaming at her all week, so she finally showed up at Erik Everhard's hands-on shop. Once inside she pointed at the pricey 'Happy Ending' package like it was on the dessert menu. Erik just smiled, told her to strip down and lie face-first on the table, and the moment his palms dug in she groaned in two languages. Oil slicked over her ass and thighs, fingers kneading the knots until they melted, but his touch drifted lower every pass. One second he was smoothing out the small of her back, the next he had her folds spread and two slick fingers curling into her wet heat. Alyssia’s hips bucked so hard the table shook. He added a thumb to her clit, pumping her until she came with a breathless yelp, yet he didn’t stop. Next round he buried himself balls-deep, hips snapping, while his hands kept massaging and pressing right where she needed it. She rattled through another orgasm that left her drooling on the headrest, back pain long forgotten under wave after wave of thick, hot pleasure. By the time he was painting her spine white she had decided that particular 'special service' was medicine worth taking twice a week.