Queen of handjobs massages balls and cock (huge cumshot) – AsianGoodGirl

The door swung open with a soft creak, revealing the dimly lit parlour. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of}%
{exotic oils and the faint melodies of traditional Thai music.%)
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Pranee, the sensual Asian masseuse, greeted her client with a warm, inviting smile. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with mischief as she beckoned him to enter. “Welcome, dear customer,” she purred in a voice as silky as the cool silk sheets. “I will take goood care of you today.”

The man, a tall, muscular Caucasian, stepped inside, his eyes roaming hungrily over Pranee’s lithe form. She wore nothing more than a thin, low-cut white blouse and a tiny black skirt that hugged her ample curves. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her red lips formed a perfect Cupid’s bow.

“Please, dis way,” Pranee said, guiding him to the massage table. “You make yourself comfortable, okay? I will prepare special oils for you.”

As the man lay down, Pranee fetched a bamboo tray laden with exotic oils in earthen jars. She selected a bottle and, with a coy smile, began to undress. Her voluptuous breasts emerged from the confines of her blouse, the pink nipples taut and tantalizing. She shimmied out of her skirt, revealing the barest hint of lacy black panties.

Clad in only her racy lingerie, Pranee straddled the man’s back. “First, I must oil your body, yes? To help me work out any troublesome knots.” Her voice was a tempting whisper.

She poured a generous amount of fragrant oil into her hands, then began to work the slick liquid into his skin, kneading and caressing. Her skilled fingers seemed to know the exact pressure points to tease pleasure and relaxation from his tense muscles.

The man could hardly focus, preoccupied by the feel of her soft breasts brushing against his naked back. He groaned in approval as her fingers crept lower, massaging his buttocks, her touch lingering perhaps a moment too long.

“Not dat I think dis will help,” Pranee quipped, her voice husky as she leaned in close, her breath hot on his ear, “but I wonder, does my customer have any other troublesome areas dat require my skilled touch?”

She shifted her hips, rubbing herself against his body in a way that was clearly not accidental. The flimsy barrier of her panties did little to hide the growing dampness there.

With a gasp, the man turned over, flipping Pranee onto her back. She yelped in surprise, but soon a wicked smile played on her lips. “Ooh, so forceful,” she purred. “Oh! What is dis? It’s all swollen and red. I think dis needs dat special attention too.”

Her hand slipped beneath his towel, grasping his stiffening member. She stroked it firmly, her thumb swirling over the swollen glans. “Yes, very troublesome indeed,” she teased. “Allow me to relief you…”

With a quick motion, Pranee shoved the towel aside and lowered her head to his groin. She licked the tip, swirling her tongue around the ridge, savoring the taste of his musk and pre-cum. Then she engulfed him, her lips sealing around his shaft as she took him deep in her throat.

The man groaned, his hands tangled in her hair as she sucked harder, faster. She bobbed up and down, administering to him with the same skillful diligence she had used on his back. Her hand moved in tandem with her mouth, gripping, twisting, urging him toward orgasm.

As he neared the brink, Pranee pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lip to the tip of his cock. “Yes, I can feel you’re ready,” she cooed. “But I want you to spray all over. Paint me white with your thick, hot seeds!”

She aimed his throbbing member at her heaving cleavage and began to stroke furiously. The man grabbed her tits, squeezing them around his length, bumping his cock head against her neck. He cried out sharply as Pranee fondled his balls in her other hand.

With a guttural exclamation of pleasure, the man erupted. The first spurt of hot cum splatted right across Pranee’s lips, trailing down her chin and dribbling onto her heaving tits. She dutifully stroked out every drop, milking him until nothing more remained.

Pranee looked down at herself with a wicked grin, scooping up the sperm on her finger and licking it off with relish. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste, then made a show of tracing the pearly liquid across her breast, rubbing it into her skin like some exotic lotion.

“So, my customer is satisfied?” Pranee asked, her sultry smile wide as she gazed up at him from beneath long lashes.

The man could only nod dumbly, his mind reeling from the intensity of his climax. He’d never experienced such a thorough “massage” before, but he knew one thing for certain – he would be back for another “appointment” very soon.