Petite masseuse's stockinged surprise
In the dimly lit room, the masseuse's stockinged legs glide over the carpet as she leans over her client, her petite frame silhouetted in the soft lighting. Unbeknownst to her, her client's hand, hidden beneath the towel, begins a slow ascent up her thigh. She startles, but as his touch becomes more insistent, she finds herself responding, her breath hitching in her chest. His hand guides hers to his throbbing cock, and she tentatively strokes him, her small hand barely able to wrap around his girth. He groans, his hips lifting off the table as she takes him into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down in a rhythm that matches the pulse of his cock. He can't hold back any longer, his body tensing as he erupts, painting her face with his hot, creamy release.