Pounding Pleasure: Massage Room's Secret

Jillene Mercer's hands, slick with oil, glide over taut skin, her touch a dance of tease and promise. The client, a stranger moments ago, now writhes beneath her, his body a map of desire. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, 'Do you want more?' His nod is barely perceptible, but it's all she needs. She mounts him, her hips rolling as she grinds against his rigid cock, their bodies entwined in a dance of unspoken lust.

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