Military Massage Discount

Barrett walked in fresh off base with a bottle instead of cash. Dianna sized him up in two seconds flat, the broke ex-soldier with half a pay stub to his name. She pocketed what he had left anyway and took him back. Once his shoulders were under her hands the stories started spilling, two years without a warm mouth or a wet cunt. Dianna felt patriotic all of a sudden. She climbed over the headrest, peeled off her shorts, and dropped to her knees in front of him. Her lips stretched around his stiff cock, saliva running down the shaft while she worked him slow and deep, tongue pressing under the ridge every time she pulled back. Her bare tits brushed his thighs as she pumped her head, determined to drain every drop of military frustration straight down her throat.