Shady Salon Secrets: Elite Wife Gets Caught in a Wet Cock Trap

The silk of her designer robe felt ridiculously thin against the humid air of the high-end Ginza spa. Twenty-three-year-old Akari, all curves and pampered entitlement, thought she was getting a free facial. Instead, the camera was already rolling, capturing the sheen of sweat on her flawless skin. The masseur—a predatory bastard with hands like calloused gods—pushed her onto the plush table. 'Just undress for the deep tissue, darling,' he purred, his breath hot against her ear. As she fumbled with the ties, he slipped a massive, throbbing cock between her thighs. His fingers plunged into her already slick pussy, finding that perfect knot of wet heat. 'Take my cock deep, Akari,' he growled, driving forward in one brutal thrust. Her gasp was swallowed by the sound of skin slapping wetly against skin. He watched her face contort, a perfect portrait of helpless lust. He yanked her legs wide, burying his cock to the hilt. 'Fuck me harder!' she choked out, her hips bucking instinctively against the intrusion. The salty taste of arousal flooded her mouth as he leaned down, his stubbled jaw brushing her collarbone. He pumped into her relentlessly, watching the wet sheen of cum already gathering at the entrance. 'Cum inside me! You belong to this fucking cock!