Debi Dawson's massage parlor is no ordinary spa. Today, her client is a young, innocent-looking teen, but Dawson knows how to read the signs. As she works the oil into the girl's skin, she can feel her body responding, her breath hitching, her nipples hardening. Dawson leans in, whispering filthy promises into the girl's ear, telling her exactly what she's going to do to her. The girl's eyes widen, but she doesn't protest as Dawson guides her head down to her pussy, encouraging her to lap at her clit. Dawson's fingers replace the girl's tongue, fucking her hard as she watches her face contort with pleasure. She then replaces her fingers with her cock, fucking the teen until she's a moaning, writhing mess, completely at Dawson's mercy.