Too Hard To Relax

Khloe Kapri’s just a rookie trying to learn Nuru from Ryan Keely, but the second they start peeling off clothes with client Derrick Pierce on the table, that girl stops thinking with her head and starts thinking with her greedy little snatch. Every time Ryan glances away Khloe pounces—pressing those slick tits along Derrick’s back, sliding her belly over his ass, then rolling him over so she can smear her hot, glistening skin up and down his cock while she licks her lips at him like she’ll gulp him whole. Derrick’s rock-hard and biting back a grin, letting the greedy little minx hump and stroke him raw without ratting her out. Ryan keeps squinting at him, wondering why the poor bastard looks even more wound up than when he walked in, but Khloe keeps low and fast, grinding her slippery slit across his shaft, sneaking wet kisses to the head, smothering him with greedy, filthy little wiggles until Ryan finally spins around and catches the filthy scene dead-on. Hands on hips, the older blonde laughs once, short and dirty, then strips naked herself. “Guess I’m jumping in now,” she says, slicking oil over her own curves. “Make sure that cock’s truly relaxed.” And just like that the three of them melt together in a sticky pile of oiled bodies and grabbing hands.