Have You Seen My Clothes?!

Liv Wild's laying there, soaking up this bomb massage from Jenna Foxx, body loose and warm. Jenna wraps it up, slips out, leaves Liv to chase that last little high. Clothes though? Straight-up vanished. Liv's hands pat empty space, panic creeping in fast. She covers her tits and pussy as best she can, tiptoes out hunting for somebody. Receptionist clocks her naked ass right away, but Jenna swoops in, hustles her back behind the door. Liv's firing questions but Jenna plays dumb and flashes a grin, offering another free rub-down to make up for the bullshit. Free feels good, so Liv climbs up again. This time Jenna’s hands go greedy, cupping tits, thumbing nipples, fingers dragging over Liv’s slick cunt. "How ‘bout a happy ending to turn your day around?" she purrs. Liv moans, hips rolling, hungry for every filthy stroke. Stress melts fast while Jenna works her good, wet noises and heavy breathing filling the room. Clothes may never show, but Liv sure isn’t complaining right now.