Behind the Curtain of come on my face: Intimate Journeys

Massage therapist Ava turns a simple spa appointment into pure seduction in come on my face. Warm oil drips down her client’s back before she straddles him, letting it coat her own bare skin. Every knead in come on my face becomes a caress, every slide of her body deliberate. The table creaks under their increasing rhythm in come on my face, her long hair trailing through the oil as she guides him inside her. The session concludes with total relaxation—bodies limp, hearts racing, completely spent in come on my face.