BW (biological warfare) massage
I headed out on the open road to check out one the many new spas popping up (the flat rate are the best).
While approaching the destination I ran head first into a paddy wagon turning into "thee spot" I said fuck it and kept going.
Call me superstitious, followed and fell.
Omens are omens.
It was getting late and my body usually needs a good massage.
Tried and True.
BW. / Jessica /.
I'm not sure if she's trying to secure her belt but she went above her usual routine for me.
Most excellent massage + to die for ass tease.
Sometimes I wait patiently for her to just dive in and toss salad +bbjcim.
A penguin can dream I suppose.
Anyway during peak she got on top and I surprisingly was able to get my hand and feel her ass underneath the sun.
She really worked me up this time and I blasted off a Russian silo all over her face and hair.
Jessica is a trooper, she just laughed it off.
Maybe I'm getting chummy with her because it seems like her hard outer fortress is falling.