Jillene-Mercer25's hands are magic, her touch igniting every nerve ending on the client's body. As she works her way down his back, her fingers dip lower, tracing the curve of his ass, making him squirm. She smirks, her eyes meeting his in the mirror as she reaches between his legs, her hand wrapping around his hard cock. He groans, his hips bucking as she strokes him, her other hand kneading his balls. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "Roll over," she commands, her voice a sultry purr. He complies, his eyes locked on hers as she climbs onto the table, lowering herself onto him with a sigh.