Asian Strip Mall Massage #04

Eric's got that office stink all over him when he walks into the parlor. Audrey's already got plans. She peels his pants down before he even asks. Her hands make short work of the knots in his shoulders, then she slides south and wraps a firm grip around his stiff cock. No warm-up needed. She strokes him slow, feeling every vein jump under her palm, pre-cum coating her fingers slick. He bucks up into it, breath getting ragged, and she laughs once, low, like she knows exactly how hard he's been holding this in all day. She edges him right to the edge, squeezes, lets go, then takes him right back. His balls draw tight and she milks every shot out of him, thick ropes spilling over her hand while he grunts through his teeth. She keeps pumping until he's twitching, spent, then wipes her fingers clean on his thigh like it's just another job done right.