My Sexy MASSEUSE gives me a HANDJOB for Extra Money

A secret rendezvous with a sexy masseuse. She's got curves in all the right places and a smile that could make anyone melt. She leads you into her private room, the scent of essential oils filling the air. You've come for a relaxing massage, but she's got something else in mind. A passionate handjob, just for the extra money. She starts with her smooth hands, gliding over your body, making you feel like a million bucks. But it's not just her hands that are smooth, her moves are too. She knows exactly how to touch you, how to tease you. You can feel your body responding, your cock getting harder and harder. She leans in, whispers in your ear, and suddenly, her hand is wrapped around your shaft. She's not gentle, she's not slow, she's fucking intense. You're moaning, she's groaning, it's a symphony of pleasure. She knows what she's doing, and she's doing it damn well. You're getting closer, you can feel it. But you don't want this to end. You want to keep feeling her hands, her touch, her everything. But she knows what you need. She brings you to the edge, and you explode. She takes it all, her hands, her mouth, she's a fucking pro. And when you think it's over, she leans in, licks her lips, and says, "That's a bonus for next time." You're left breathless, panting, and desperate for more. This isn't just a massage, it's a fucking experience.