Dominant Masseuse Slides into Ecstasy
The masseuse, a vision in black latex, commands her client to lie face down. She begins her nuru massage, her hands working expertly, spreading the slippery gel over his back, his ass, his thighs. Her touch is firm, bordering on rough, as she manipulates his muscles, her fingers digging into his flesh. She straddles him, her pussy lips parting around the hard length of his cock, the only barrier between them the thin latex of her catsuit and the oil slicking their skin. She grinds against him, her clit rubbing against his shaft, her tits swaying with the motion. She can feel his need, his desire, his desperation to fuck her. But she's in control. She's the one setting the pace, the one dictating his pleasure. She leans down, her breath hot on his ear, "You want to fuck me, don't you? You want to feel your cock inside my tight pussy?" She smiles, knowing he's powerless to resist her.