Right Under Her Nose

Whitney runs this joint, and she’s telling her new girl Rylee the deal. Rylee’s about to give a slip-and-slide Nuru to Seth, the client already laid out and oiled in the back room. Rylee blinks, playing the sweet rookie card. "Um… is it really all right for me to be buck-naked with him?" Whitney just laughs. "Strictly professional, babe. Everybody’s naked, everybody leaves happy, we’re done." They walk in. Seth looks up, smiles easy. Rylee’s breath catches; he’s damn good-looking, but she keeps her shy act going. Both peel off their clothes without a hitch. Rylee drizzles more oil on her hands, climbs onto the table, and starts gliding her slick tits down Seth’s chest. Whitney turns to stack towels. Fast as a snake, Rylee’s hand shoots down, grabs Seth’s cock, and mouths a silent, dirty promise. Seth’s eyes go wide, then he grins and lets her jerk him while he rocks the slick glide back into a massage whenever Whitney glances over. Whitney’s folding another towel and catches the movement in the mirror—Rylee crouched low, Seth balls-deep inside her, bodies sliding like one engine. Whitney spins, mouth open, heat creeping up her neck. Rylee just beams and waggles two fingers, slick with oil and cum. "Come on, boss. Plenty of room. Your turn." Whitney hesitates, then grins sharp, kicks the door shut and crawls onto the table.