Asian Happy End as a gift! Public Dick Flash in Massage salon [Crazy]

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The dimly lit massage parlor reeked of cheap incense and desperate lust, the kind of place where secrets and sins were traded like currency. I was on my back, naked from the waist down, my throbbing cock already slick with pre-cum. The masseuse, a petite Asian woman with dark, almond eyes, straddled me, her tiny hands working my shaft with a practiced frenzy. She leaned down, her breath hot on my ear, whispering filthy promises in a language I didn’t understand, but the intent was clear. Her lips trailed down my chest, teething my nipples before she slid lower, her tongue tracing the veins on my cock. She took me deep, her mouth a wet, sucking vise, gagging slightly as she fought to take more. Her head bobbed furiously, saliva dripping onto my balls, mixing with the sweat that glistened on my skin. Suddenly, she pulled off, a string of spit connecting her lips to my cock. She looked up at me, a wicked grin on her face, and said, “Ready for your happy ending?”

The room was a blur of motion as she flipped me over, my face pressing into the worn massage table. She spread my ass cheeks, her tongue probing my tight hole. I groaned, the sensation electric, my cock pulsing with need. She fingered me roughly, spit lubing her way, before she straddled me again, this time reverse cowgirl. She lowered herself onto my cock, her pussy dripping wet, taking me in with a moan. She rode me hard, her hips slapping against my ass, her tits bouncing wildly. I could see her reflection in the mirror across the room, her face contorted in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream. She reached back, her fingers finding my balls, squeezing tightly as she came, her pussy clenching around my cock. I exploded inside her, my cum shooting deep, a primitive roar tearing from my throat. She collapsed forward, her body shaking with aftershocks, her breath ragged. She slid off me, a smirk on her face, as she flashed her pussy at the hidden camera, a final fuck you to the voyeuristic world outside.

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