GI Jen

Dane, this bumbling coder kid, clocks into the massage joint hoping to melt the knots that eight-hour error-log torture sessions leave behind. When tall, hungry-cougarmassive butt GI Jen slides the door open and locks eyes on him, the whole game changes in one heartbeat. She runs warm oil across his back, keeps sneaking fingers lower, and Dane’s still trying to breathe right. Seconds later she’s flipped him over, cock deep in her mouth, and nothing gets in the way except her muffled giggles. He never even has to ask. She shows up starving for exactly this kind of pathetically grateful geek-load and feeds until he’s shaking. Happy fucking ending served.