Eager Beaver

Robby Echo waits in the massage parlor like a kid about to open presents. Jay Taylor walks in and he damn near loses it. He already knows the deal. His buddy filled him in. She barely gets her name out before he’s grinning like he hit the jackpot. Jay catches on quick. This guy’s not here for knots in his shoulders. He wants those big natural tits wrapped around his cock. She sighs, plays it cool, and lays down the rule: he keeps his hands to himself until she says otherwise. Robby nods like a puppy on too much caffeine. She leads him back, tells him to strip, and the kid’s naked before she finishes the sentence. Jay rolls her eyes, peels off her own clothes, and climbs on top. Her soft, heavy tits drag across his chest and down his stomach. Robby moans loud enough for the neighbors to hear. He lasts maybe three minutes before he’s begging. Jay catches that eager look in his eyes and caves with a smirk. She squeezes her breasts together around his cock and starts stroking, slow and filthy, letting the spit drip down to keep things slick. Robby’s hips twitch but he stays good, letting her set the pace. When she’s ready she swings a leg over, sinks down on his cock, and rides him like she’s trying to win a medal. Her big tits bounce with every thrust. Robby’s buzzing the whole time, hips snapping up to meet her, balls-deep and grinning like he just won the lottery. Jay’s not complaining anymore. That hyperactive energy is finally working in her favor.