She Won't Suspect A Thing!

Pauline and Tina sit in the lobby pretending they're just a regular couple. Pauline's got that nervous look, blonde hair falling over one shoulder, big tits barely contained by her robe. Tina leans in close. "Relax," she whispers. "The masseuse won't suspect a thing. We just look like we've got an age gap." Pauline's not convinced. She keeps fidgeting until Mindy walks in - brunette, cute smile, all business. Mindy leads them back and starts working their bodies, hands gliding over tense muscles. For a while everything's fine. Then Tina melts under those strokes and blurts it out - the whole step-family situation. Mindy freezes. Her hands stop mid-motion. "Step... what?" she says, eyes wide. The secret's out and she's about to bolt. But Pauline and Tina move fast. They pull Mindy down between them, lips on her neck, hands sliding under her uniform. Mindy resists for maybe three seconds before she gives in, moaning as Pauline cups those perky tits and Tina's fingers find her wet spot. The massage table becomes their playground - three bodies tangled, mouths everywhere, secrets traded for orgasms.