Horny Masseur - Teen Mega World

As a lithe, sultry brunette named Caroline laid upon the massage table, the masseur couldn't contain his raging desires. He began applying soothing oils to her supple skin, circling her sacrum with his fingertips as his heartbeat quickened. His enthusiasm grew stronger as he moved his hands lower, sliding them up and down her long, curvaceous thighs before reaching their ultimate destination - her moist pussy lips which were already parted in anticipation.

Without hesitation, the masseur's fingers traced circles around Caroline's swollen clitoris, eliciting a series of moans and whimpers from the object of his lust. The sounds of her arousal only fuelled his own passion, and as he marveled at the web of veins that stood out on her engorged pussy lips, a surge of desire shot through him like a bolt of lightning.

Caroline, oblivious to the masseur's mounting arousal, arched her back and gasped for breath, begging for more of his skilled touch. Unable to resist any longer, he allowed his hands to wander lower still, finally pulling Caroline's pussy lips apart to reveal her dripping wet, pink folds.

As he knelt before her, his own cock straining against the fabric of his trousers, the masseur knew what he had to do. He was going to give this horny woman what she wanted – his hard cock buried deep inside her wet, juicy pussy. Carefully, he loosened his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the furry patch of chest hair that lay beneath.

Soon enough, he was completely naked on the massage table, his erect cock bobbing eagerly in front of him. Without further hesitation, he climbed on top of Caroline and positioned himself between her spread legs. With renewed vigor, he slid his throbbing member into her warmth, watching as it disappeared inside of her.

Caroline gasped at the sensation of being filled up so completely, her body arching off the table in ecstasy as the masseur began thrusting in and out of her. Their bodies slapped together in rhythm, the sounds of their grunts and moans mixing together in a primal symphony.

As he felt Caroline's walls begin to pulse around him, signaling her impending orgasm, the masseur redoubled his efforts, digging his fingers into her hips as he plunged deeper inside of her. Finally, with a cry that echoed through the room, Caroline came, her inner walls milking the masseur's cock for every last drop of pleasure. Spent but satisfied, they lay together on the table, their bodies intertwined, basking in the afterglow of their steamy encounter.