Swapped Sensations

Madison bustles around the massage table, trying to get her shit together before the next appointment. She's frazzled, nerves jangling, until Andi Avalon walks in and asks what's up. Madison waves it off, says it's just one of those days, and motions for Andi to strip and climb on the table. Andi peels off every stitch, lies down, and Madison goes to work—oil-slick hands gliding over her naked curves, working every inch until Andi's skin gleams. The tension in Madison's shoulders never eases, though, so Andi flips the script and insists it's Madison's turn. Madison hesitates, but the offer feels too good to pass up. She shrugs out of her clothes, hops up, and the tables turn—Andi's strong hands pressing deep, oil dripping between Madison's big tits, sliding lower until the real payoff is on the table. Andi grins, asks if her favorite masseuse wants the happy ending she's clearly earned, and Madison—slick, spent, and past caring—spreads wider and lets her take the lead.