Stormie White walks into the studio thinking she’s giving a massage—but this client isn’t here for relaxation. Hands yank her onto the table before she even finishes unbuttoning his pants. No words exchanged, just raw hunger: thick cock already slapping against wet lips as fingers tangle in blonde hair. Spit drips down chin but he doesn’t care—just rams deeper, gagging her with every brutal thrust while one hand spanks exposed ass red. The room smells like sweat and lube; mascara smears from tears mixing with drool as she chokes on it all. No foreplay left behind when he flips her over mid-stroke—knees dig into back as hips piston hard enough to shake the furniture.
