The Accident

Rayvness is cruising to the massage joint when some guy named Dick slams into her. His truck’s wrecked, metal bent, paint scraped, the whole works. She tells him to follow her back to the parlor—she’ll give him the insurance deets so he can get it sorted. Once they’re inside she’s fumbling for the paperwork, says screw it and offers to take the edge off the old-fashioned way. Her hands know exactly where a man tightens up and she works him good, but he’s still keyed up. So she peels her top, lets those heavy tits out, and climbs on. Next thing you know he’s buried to the hilt in her slick, greedy cunt, hips rolling, stress melting with every wet slap of skin on skin.