Shrima's Cum Shot

The masseur tells Shrima to strip behind the screen. She peels off her shorts, yellow panties and pastel striped shirt, earrings still in. She wraps a sheet around herself, drops onto the table and settles in. He pulls the sheet away but keeps a towel over her ass, then pumps warm oil straight onto her back. His hands dig into her ribs and shoulders, working deep until her skin shines and her muscles loosen up. He lifts one arm, rubbing from bicep to fingertips, then repeats on the other. The towel shifts just enough to flash her shaved pussy. When he oils her thighs he slides fingers close, brushing right up against her slit before retreating to her toes. Next he grabs her right foot, slips her toes between his lips and licks while two fingers sink into her pussy. He tells her to flip. Oil hits her natural tits, his palms glide over them, and a single finger circles her clit before pushing inside. He leans down, tongue wide and flat, licking straight up her slit. She reaches for his cock, so he kneels over her face, feeds her his balls while he strokes. Then he drops between her thighs, gives her teasing half-strokes until she grabs his ass and pulls him balls-deep. Her moans spike as she rubs her clit and comes. He flips her onto her stomach, plants one foot on the table for leverage and pounds her until she shakes through another orgasm. He rolls her onto her side, slides in sideways, and keeps thrusting. She climbs on top, rides, then ends up on her back in missionary. He fucks her hard, pulls out and paints her folds before shoving back inside for the final cum bath.