Lissa Brown's hands, slick with oil, glide over Charlie Brown's body, her touch igniting a fire within him. She whispers soothing words as her strokes quicken, her breath hitching as she feels Charlie's cock throb in her hand. The room is a symphony of wet, slapping sounds and Charlie's groans, Lissa's small tits heaving as she works. As Charlie's body tenses, Lissa's grip tightens, milking him expertly, her eyes locked onto his as he unleashes, his cum painting the massage table in streams of relief.