PKF Studios-Not So Happy Ending

Not So Happy Ending. Starring Stevie Lix

Face down, bare under his towel and trying to relieve into the rubdown table, the stud attempts to care as his masseur describes her progress as she administers what might technically qualify as a rub-down - he stays unconvinced. She trains him to slow his sighing so “the strength will all go to the right places” but is unwilling to address the pulsing source of his strain. Another irritating minute passes as her soft-skinned but unsatisfying knead only frustrates him to farther hardness. Bored with her voice, the non-erogenous contact with her arms and unprofessional attitude regarding his highly reasonable demand for a glad concluding. Confident the situation will not result in any suitably potent shape of ease, the dude picks up a puny contraption he had left in effortless reach. With a button press, time stops around him. He flip onto his back and leisurely hoists his gawp up the toned gams, cock-squeezing kinks and spandex-squeezed mounds of the infatuating massagist. But it was her lips, scarcely parted, raw and tempting - caught mid-sentence that fired the blood into his abruptly much tighter salami. He grasps the back of her neck, pulling her open hatch down onto his pillar - the itch of his irritability abruptly soothed by her super-fucking-hot, moist man-pleaser. He drains himself with her head - his full salute pink cigar cramming the diameter of her moist gullet and lengthening deeper into the super-fucking-hot, sleek muscle of her tongue, little by little shoving past it’s resistance and into her jaws. It was unlikely to tell how lengthy he pleasured himself into her orifice - he had all the time in the world. After exactly the right number of slams into the back of her hatch, his subjective awareness did ultimately flow a torrent of meaty jizz deep into her.
Posing her into pre-blow job pose, his still-warm, goopy bounty beginning to trickle from her parted lips - he shifts face down, pulls the towel back into place and with another button press, time continues. Accustomed with the unmistakable taste, odor and texture of the contents trickling down her facehole and slobbering past aching lips, she hastily deduces her customer the source and calls for her boss! The dude, now much less stressed jumps up, spunk-pump wagging, and shoves her onto the nearby bed. With a crush to the jaw, he knocks her out cold, the intensity of the inhale flinging straps of congealing jism from slack lips as she crumples. He elevates the dead weight of her will-less figure onto the smallish rubdown table. Lounging her on her back, her limbs suspending entirely slack - eyes gawping sightlessly into nothing. Astonished at the his own power and not willing to let even one chance for a hatch plowing go to waste, he thrusts his prick intro the filth he left in her earlier. Her tongue doesn’t fight back him like it did before but the will-less, lolling meat weighs on his hard-on pressing it against the roof of her jaws and into the erectile bean of her uvula. The sheer pleasure shot dripping surges of involuntary delectation his 2nd geyser terminating in a crescendo of shock at being emptied so totally. He absently realized she would have gasped and submerged on it, if she were still alive.

Runtime : 18min 15s
File Size : 253 MB
Resolution : 768x432