Oui! Oui! Oui!

Katsuni lured Alan Stafford in for a Nuru massage with that sultry French accent. She bragged that she was the best hands at the parlor, then peeled off her clothes. Alan reached out. She smacked his wrist and purred, "Don’t touch me yet. I do the touching." As soon as she gave permission, his palms roamed over every inch of her sleek curves. In the shower she dropped to her knees, opening her lips around his shaft. A sudden twist: she slid the swollen head along her slick clit until she guided him inside her soaked pussy. After the tease, they slicked up with Nuru gel. She straddled his thigh, grinding the soft warmth of her sex back and forth, smearing wet gel between them. Katsuni delivered a no-nonsense blowjob—tongue flicking his balls, sweeping up the underside, then sinking his cock straight down her throat until her lips brushed the base. With his length slick from spit and gel she climbed back on top and rode him fast and greedy. He flipped her to her knees, drove into her from behind, then pulled out and finished with hot spurts right across the trimmed strip of hair above her clit.