Full Body Massage

Alina Lopez spreads April O'Neil across the table, hands slick and sure, ready to melt her favorite client from scalp to slit. Fingers dig through that dark hair at first, slow circles pressing into her scalp till April groans without shame. That groan only gets the juices going faster, like the mischief sounding across slicked skin. Alina pours warm oil over every inch, lets her palms glide heavy and smooth, tracing every curve and dip while the room stays hushed save her low, filthy whispers. Candlelight catches the gleam on April's tits and stomach, making everything shine wet and tempting. Busy fingers give special attention to her little nipples until they're standing stiff and needy, and when Alina brings that skilled mouth down she doesn't waste time teasing. Lips wrap tight around a peak, sucking with deliberate, syrupy pressure, occasionally dragging the flat of her tongue up and over, then flicking until April's hips start rocking on instinct. All that control goes to hell the minute Alina settles the buzzing vibrator straight against her clit, easing it in smooth, burying the thick head between swollen folds until her cunt clenches. The low roar vibrates deep, blending with every sloppy slap of skin on skin and April's quick, choppy breathing. One by one every breath Alina sighs gets filthier, praising April's soaked heat, narrating each filthy slippery rub even as her other slick hand finds her nipples again, twisting, tugging, learning April best she can. Those lips travel lower at the count of five, replacing trembling digits with a soaked tongue as they taunt that lush clit then spreads her wider to watch the way she fucks back against the toy, hungry and bold.