Kitty Langdon

Kitty opens the door and Tom walks in already grinning. He booked the usual slot but the second she steps into view he knows this isn't the usual. She's all soft curves, dark hair slicked back, and those eyes say she knows exactly what he's thinking. She doesn't waste time. Straight into the shower, hands slick with body wash, she works his cock like it's the main event. Slow strokes at first, then tighter, faster, until the soap's running down his thighs and he's breathing hard against the tile. They move to the tub next. She straddles his lap and rubs every knot out of his shoulders while her tits brush his chest. Warm water sloshing, her fingers digging deep, turning tension into something way more fun. Then she lays him out on the air mattress, skin glistening. One hand pumps his shaft nice and steady while the other cups his balls. The rhythm gets filthy fast. Her grip tightens, twists on every upstroke, and he can barely keep still. Finally she leans in, tongue flat against the head, then lips stretching around him. She sucks him deep, bobs steady, cheeks hollowing with every pull. No teasing, just straight-up worship until his legs shake. Tom's already planning next week's appointment before he even gets dressed.