Bailey Brooke enters the massage parlor and is greeted by a masseur at the reception desk. The masseur recognizes her as a regular and asks her if shes here for her usual 60-minute Swedish massage. Bailey smiles but says that actually, she just got over a bad break-up and feels like treating herself to something special. The masseur, Ryan Driller, sympathizes and says she should choose something with a lot of pampering, like a mud wrap or a rejuvenating facial. Bailey remarks that a facial actually sounds like just what she needs right now, and thanks him as he leads her to a private room. The masseur asks Bailey to please remove her top and get comfortable in the chair, and to place a towel over her chest. He leaves the room and she takes her time getting undressed. Shortly after, the masseur knocks, and she invites him in. Ryan starts by brushing her hair and massaging her scalp for a minute or so to get her relaxed. He then lightly pulls her hair to drape a second towel over it, to prevent her hair from getting anything in it. He applies a very light amount of cream to her face and rubs it in gently with his fingers. He then takes a towel and gently wipes her face clean. He says though that he notices her eyes are a bit puffy, and guesses shes been crying a lot because of the break-up. They discuss her break-up in more detail as he continues to massage her. By the time he starts massaging her chest and upper breasts, they have developed a great rapport. The masseur remarks that he doesnt see how any guy could squander his chance with a woman like her. If he was lucky enough to be with her he would treasure her every day. She seems touched by his words and invites Ryan into her arms for a steamy sexual encounter. Ryan gives her a facial in more ways than one, the perfect cathartic end to a much-needed pampering!
Arriving for her massage, Reagan Foxx sees Lucas Frost in the reception area. His back is turned to her. You must be my masseur, she says. He turns around., Her eyes widen as she gets a look at him. This is one fine looking man. He is wiping a table with a cloth. His eyes widen for a second too and he pauses for a split second before responding. Yes I am, Miss Foxx, he says. Conspicuously putting the cloth down, Lucas apologizes for her catching him unprepared, he was just cleaning up. Thats ok, Reagan says, and pauses. Wait a second, how did he know her name? He looks familiar, does she know him somehow? He laughs, saying he knew her name from her file on the computer, of course., He quickly rushes her into the massage parlor. Gesturing towards the massage table, Lucas invites her to undress and lie face down. She asks him to look away. He politely obliges but sneaks a peak as she undresses and lies down on the table. Chatting, she tells him that her boyfriend bought her this massage. Her back has been sore so much lately since she got the twins. You have kids? he asks. No, these twins, she chuckles and gestures to her huge breasts. He appreciates the craftsmanship and tells her so. Massaging her back, Lucas asks her what she does for a living. Shes a teacher at the local high school. No kidding?! he exclaims, though his expression reveals he may have known all along. You know I went to that school! Reagan realizes, thats why he looks so familiar! She was his teacher! Lucas pretends to have a hard time remembering her, but then says its all coming back to him. He remembers her now. Reagan says she remembers him clearly, after all he was the resident high school stud. Oh, it wasnt exactly like that, he says with false modesty. But Reagan remembers it differently. He was always running around with a new hot girl every other week. He laughs, asking her what she was like in high school. Oh, I never really had any boyfriends or anything like that, I was kind of a nerd, she says. But she made up for lost time, and now has an amazing boyfriend. As Lucas asks her to flip onto her back, he gives her a towel to cover her bare breasts. Handing her the towel, he is incredulous about her high school life, refusing to believe that someone with her assets-- as the towel, clearly too small for her massive breasts, slips off them--, could have any trouble finding dates. Reagan quickly picks the towel up, but Lucas clearly likes what he just saw, the moment tense as they lock eyes. They shake it off. Back to business. Well, he says, shes come a long way. From high school nerd to high school teacher. In fact, she was everyones favorite teacher. Massaging her legs, his hand creeping toward her upper thighs, he confesses that she was more than his favorite. He had a massive crush on her. Reagan is flustered, and more than a little embarrassed. Why would he have a crush on her? He had so many other, pretty, young girls! She was just a regular old teacher. Not to him, he explains. Besides, sometimes you want someone whos experienced. Through all the years that she taught, Reagan must have had a crush on one of her students. Never! They were too young! Not all of them, Lucas reminds her, for example he was 18 when she taught him. Reagan admits thats true but it would still be inappropriate for a teacher to have a crush on her students. Lucas coaxes her, so there was never ANYBODY? Well, Reagan admits, there may have been one person, but she hasnt thought of him in years. Was it someone in my year?, he asks as his hands creep up her thighs, kneading her muscles. I cant tell YOU that, she answers with a laugh. Well, hell get it out of her somehow. She chuckles at his last comment off dreamily, lost in his touch. Seeing how much she is enjoying it, he offers to give her a special massage for her chest. He would normally charge extra for it, but since theyre old friends, hell give her a freebie. She hesitates. Her boyfriend would definitely not approve of this. Lucas understands and assures her that this is a clinical technique, completely professional and therapeutic only. Admitting that nothing seems to help her back these days, she relents, cautioning him playfully to keep it professional. Yes, Miss Foxx, he says slyly. As he pours oil and works her breasts, Lucass hand caresses her nipple and she lets out a small, involuntary moan. So who was this mysterious student Reagan had a crush on when she was teaching? Eyes closed, becoming increasingly relaxed from the breast massage, she still refuses to tell him. Maybe he can just ask her questions and she can just say yes or no? And if he guesses the person right, shell promise to tell him? Fine, she sighs, lost in his expert touch. Was it someone in Lucass year? Yes, she answers. Was he in the history class that she taught? Yes. Was he on the football team? Yes. Well, Lucas was on the football team. Was it the quarterback? No. Linebacker? No. Tight end? Tight end, she smiles definitely tight end. But HE was one of the tight ends, Lucas says. Was it him? She stops herself, and refuses to answer. Lucas whispers in her ear, one of his hands creeping down her belly, that she promised shed tell him if he guessed right. It WAS me, wasnt it, he asks, the final push in his seduction. Yes! It was you! she says. Giving in fully, she kisses him aggressively, biting his lip. Reagan quickly tears off his pants, slipping his hard cock into her mouth. Miss. Foxx may have been Lucas favorite teacher, but today, hes the one whos going to be teaching her ALL about pleasure...
A rich step-mother, Dee Williams, and her step-daughter Vienna Rose, walk into a trendy massage parlor from the street, in chic outfits and carrying several boutique shopping bags from a day out on the town. Theyre greeted by a friendly and eager-to-please masseur, Lucas Frost, at the reception desk. He asks if they have an appointment and they say no. They were doing some shopping and just so happened to notice the massage parlor from across the street and Dee thought shed treat her step-daughter and herself to a nice relaxing massage. The masseur frowns and says that unfortunately, most of the therapists are already booked solid for the day, he has one free slot now but has another appointment coming in shortly so he wouldnt have time to see them back-to-back. In other words, they would have to decide on just one of them to get the massage, or else come back another day. The step-mother and step-daughter pout, and then start discussing and eventually arguing with each other - neither one of them wants to come back another day, but also neither one of them wants to give up their spot. Throughout the discussion, they come across as a bit selfish, spoiled, and entitled. Finally, the step-mother comes up with an idea - what if they both shared the time slot and he just massaged them both at once? The masseur is skeptical, he doesnt really see how that would work, but the step-daughter LOVES the idea and together the step-mother and step-daughter sweet-talk and pressure him into saying yes. Sort of like a daughter-mom combo massage, the step-mother jokes. The masseur leads them to a private room where two massage tables are set up side-by-side. He explains that this room is usually for couples massages but of course theres usually two massage therapists when they do those. He supposes hell have to try to divvy the massage time equally between the two of them, since theres only one of him. He instructs the mother and daughter to undress and then lie flat on the tables and get comfortable. He leaves the room, and the mother and daughter put down their shopping bags to the side and undress. They gossip about how cute the masseur is. Dee mentions that guys like him just cant help themselves around beautiful women, and she wouldnt be surprised if he makes a move on her during the massage. Vienna scoffs and says Dees too old for him, if anything he would want someone young and gorgeous like herself. Her step-mother laughs rudely and says please, shes barely over 18, guys like women with experience who know how to satisfy them. They bicker some more as they get up on the massage tables. Vienna asks her step-mother if she remembers whether he told them to drape a towel over themselves or not. Neither remembers, so they shrug nonchalantly and say theyre sure theyre fine without it. Shortly after, the masseur knocks on the door and they tell him in matching flirty voices to come in. He enters and is a bit surprised to see them side-by-side with nothing covering them, and starts to tell them that its standard for clients to cover up but stops his sentence short and decides to shrug it off. He asks who he should start with, and the pair once again start fighting for first dibs. He quickly interrupts them and says You know what? Ill just start on my left and we can go from there to try to peacefully end the argument. The masseur starts massaging the client on his left, the step-mother. As he rubs, she moans exaggeratedly about how good it feels, both to try to butter him up and also to make her step-daughter jealous. After a minute or two of this, Vienna gets exasperated and insists that hes spent enough time on Dee for the moment, its her turn now. So the masseur switches to the right-side table and begins massaging Vienna next. Similarly, she puts on a display of exaggerating how much shes enjoying the massage, but takes things a step further by talking about her body, how tight her muscles feel, how it must be from all the yoga she does, etc. etc. Oblivious to their intentions, the masseur answers politely, but is secretly a bit weirded out by all their weird behavior. After a couple of minutes of putting up with this, the step-mother cant help but groan and roll her eyes. She calls the masseur back to her side, saying she hopes he hasnt forgotten about her. From here, the mother/daughter rivalry escalates - over the course of the massage, the masseur finds himself struggling to keep them both happy as he bounces back and forth between the two women, who each increasingly demand his attention. The demands get increasingly sexual as well - asking to rub their breasts, their ass-cheeks, their inner thighs inches away from their private areas. Eventually, Lucas looks overworked and exhausted from bouncing back and forth between them, and the women notice and take pity on him, albeit in a bit of a condescending way. Look how tired he looks, mom, I think we accidentally wore him out, Vienna says with a flirty tone. He does look exhausted, the poor thing, her step-mother agrees, but he really did a great job. We should think of a way to thank him for his hard work. They start to paw at him from either side, and he looks a bit shocked. Isnt this incredibly inappropriate? Especially since theyre mother and daughter? Step-mother and daughter, Dee corrects him, and fishes for a compliment saying that shes FAR too young to be her actual mother after all, which results in an eye-roll from her step-daughter. And they wont tell anyone if he wont, Dee adds. It can be their little secret. They both lean in to kiss his neck and nibble on his ear on either side, and Lucas moans with a blissful expression on his face.
Alex Jones is waiting for his next client when Betty Foxxx happily enters the massage parlor. Immediately, Alexs eyes are drawn to Bettys gorgeous bubble butt, which is wonderfully accentuated because of Bettys tight clothes. Although he wants to remain professional, Alex is clearly an ass man... When Alex greets her, hes even more stunned when Betty insists that she wants a bolster massage. Its just that her butts been really bothering her and nothing but a bolster massage will do. This only tempts Alex all the more, though he swallows and easily agrees to use a bolster, showing her to the massage room. When Betty strips down and drapes herself over the bolster, Alex tries to hold it together as he massages her all over. Unable to resist, his hands keep gravitating towards her perfect butt. Each little moan and groan from Betty makes him even more lustful and it isnt long before he mindlessly slips a finger into her butthole. Although Alex is mortified, Betty is so turned on by his attention that she encourages him to continue. Unable to believe his luck, Alex lets go of his reservations and dives in. He starts by fingering and rimming Betty, then finally eagerly moves onto the main event!
It was a no brainer we were going to do anything to get Sasha shooting with us again and we made it (easy peasy, she really wished for it) we thought nothing better than take a peek st the day to day lving of this spectacular latina. That is, with the condition she add some drop of sex to every place we visit, as we like in FAKings. First thing we do is look for the stallion every girl wants these days, and that one is JotaDe. Dont get mistaken, with JotaDe is really easy for the girls to let themselves away and do every mischief you can imagine. Our pay to day walk with Sasha carries us to a shop where she wants to buy a tee... and of course the subsequent blowjob behind the drapes cannot be amiss. As cannot another one in the train toilets, starting a fuck in the very wagon (Operation aborted, they catched us) and trying again on the most known park in Madrid, where we had to abort again least we were thrown out., A blowjob in the car, on their way to the studio, makes Sasha so horny she could fuck right there, but better to wait and enjoy her at our studios, the ideal spot. The wait is worth, we can use this Venezuelan beauty in every posture we want and fuck her in a way youll think youre the one doing it. And also, one of the pinkiest juiciest pussies weve met ever.