The Forest Guy

Charles lives out in the woods and only shows his face in town once a month. Today that means the Soapy Massage parlor. He storms inside like a bear after honey and spots Kortney right away, handing her a wad of cash. They hustle straight upstairs, clothes hit the floor, and they jump in the shower. Kortney clocks that Charles hasn't touched a woman in ages; her hands get busy fast, sliding over his stiff cock until it pulses harder. She presses those big tits along the shaft, lets it drag between her cheeks, and then drags him to the mattress. Oil everywhere, bodies sliding, she works her way down, grips his cock tight, and pumps until he shoots the thick load he’s been saving for way too long.