Nuru Slippery Surrender
The room is filled with the scent of nuru gel as the woman, her body a slick canvas, begins her massage. She starts at his shoulders, her fingers digging in, working out tension. She moves down his back, her tits pressing against him, leaving trails of gel. She pauses at his ass, squeezing, before moving to his thighs. She spreads his legs, her hands moving towards his balls, cupping them, rolling them, as he groans. She turns him over, her eyes locked onto his cock, already hard and leaking. She coats it in gel, her hands sliding up and down, before leaning down, her tongue flicking out, tasting the precum and gel mix. She takes him in her mouth, her lips sliding easily, her tongue swirling, her hands keeping a steady rhythm. She pulls back, her lips popping off his cock, and smiles, "Ready for more?"