Anal Massage Therapy

Nineteen, all sunlit blonde and tight skin, Selvaggia picks her clients with an unhurried eye. When Toby lies down, she keeps the towel exactly where it should be until she decides otherwise. She works the oil in deep, fingertips traveling lower, pressing until his breath hitches. Her robe slips open without apology. She swings a leg over, settling onto him with the slow certainty of someone who knows exactly where she wants him. Her ass takes him in one steady push, the tight ring gripping, her hips rolling like she’s still giving a massage. When she slides off, she turns, lips wet, and swallows him clean, the taste of oil and skin mingling on her tongue as her hand never leaves his shaft.