Down In The Dumps

Damien steps into Nuru massage because his buddy at work keeps raving about it. Work wife drama’s boiling over, so he’s there to sweat it out on the table instead of at home. Perfect timing—Asa’s on shift. She leads him straight to the shower, pushes him down on the sokebe chair, and he almost comes apart the first time her slick hands glide over his thighs and balls. Soap bubbles pop against his skin while she scrubs every inch like she’s got a point to prove. They rinse off and move to the jacuzzi. Warm water laps their hips. Asa sinks down between his legs, takes his cock in one smooth swallow, tongue swirling along the shaft while bubbles rise around them. He groans louder than he means to, the jacuzzi jets humming under his ass like applause. Out of the water, she slathers them both in warm nuru gel and slides on top. Tits dragging over his chest, slick bellies meeting, her pussy pressed tight to his thigh. She grinds in lazy circles, hips rolling just enough to keep him desperate. After a few teasing minutes she flips him over, straddles his back, glides her body down until her slit brushes his skin again. By the time she wraps a gel-slick hand around his cock and strokes him to the finish, Damien forgets his wife’s name and leaves the room grinning like he just won a very sticky lottery.