裏講習で爆乳美女マッサージ中にこっそり挿入し大量中出し

It was one of those discreet 中出しメンズエステ sessions that started so innocent, with her lying face-down on the table, those incredible, full breasts pressing into the cushion, and me pretending to focus on the rhythm of her upper back while my mind was already elsewhere, tracing the curve of her waist beneath the towel she barely had draped over her hips, and when my hands slid down to the oil-slicked skin just above her lower back, I felt her tense up for a split second before she let out this quiet, breathy sigh that told me everything I needed to know, and as the massage went on, my fingers started to wander with more intent, teasing the edges of that towel, and I could feel her subtle movements, a little shift of her hips, a soft moan muffled against the cushion, so when the moment felt right, I slowly slipped my hand beneath the fabric, fingertips brushing against her bare thigh, and she didn’t stop me, just spread her legs ever so slightly in that silent invitation, and my heart was pounding as I positioned myself behind her, still pretending to work the knots in her shoulders just in case this was all a misunderstanding, but the way she arched her back into my touch erased any doubt, and when I finally entered her from behind, her whole body jolted, a surprised gasp escaping her lips, and for a second I froze, thinking I’d crossed some line, but then she pushed back against me, her head turning just enough to catch my eye with this flustered, flushed expression that mixed shock with undeniable desire, and that was all the permission I needed, so I gripped her hips and started moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm, each thrust sending small waves through her, her breasts swaying heavily beneath her as she clung to the table, and the sounds she made—those stifled, desperate whimpers—drove me completely wild, and I lost all sense of the pretense, just letting instinct take over as I drove deeper and deeper, feeling her walls tighten around me, until we both reached that frantic, messy peak, and I pulled out just in time, painting her lower back with a hot, thick load before collapsing beside her, both of us panting and giggling at how far we’d strayed from a simple massage.