Naughty Spa Pleasures

Daisy Lee catches a glance from a man across the spa. He follows her. She doesn't mind. She wants him out of that tiled room, wants the kind of privacy that lets her tug his trunks down and wrap her hand around his cock. The moment she sinks onto him, the only sound is her breathing and the wet slap of skin. She rides with small, controlled rolls of her hips, tits hardly moving, mouth parted. Sweat beads along her collarbone. When he grips her waist and fucks up into her, her moans get sharper. He pulls out at the last second and she leans in, lips open, taking every thick pulse down her throat, swallowing until there's nothing left.