All Girl Massage Update - MIA Masseuse

Silvia Saige taps her foot in the lobby, already annoyed when Ivy Lebelle walks in. She tells her the masseuse hasn't shown. Ivy, a regular here, laughs it off and suggests they wait in the garden instead. So they do. Still no masseuse. Ivy grins and says the girl's flaked on her before. Silvia looks pissed, but Ivy steps in with an offer - she's learned from the best. She can handle Silvia herself. Silvia hesitates but she came here for a rubdown, so she caves. She peels off her clothes, and Ivy catches the fact that there's nothing under her skirt. No panties. Ivy's eyes lock on. Things get hot fast once the massage starts. Ivy runs her hands over skin, then sly as hell drops the line about a new move: straddling the client for better pressure. Silvia smirks like she knows the game, but she plays along - after all, Ivy was the one getting trained. She rolls onto her back. Ivy climbs over her. The second their bodies touch, the act drops. They kiss hard. In the garden, hidden by trees, hands go everywhere. Tongues slide between thighs, fingers dive in deep. They fuck like they mean it. Maybe getting ditched was the best part of their day.