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Description : Arriving for her massage, Reagan Foxx sees Lucas Frost in the reception area. His back is turned to her. 'You must be my masseur', she says. He turns around. Her eyes widen as she gets a look at him. This is one fine looking man. He is wiping a table with a cloth. His eyes widen for a second too and he pauses for a split second before responding. 'Yes I am, Miss Foxx', he says. Conspicuously putting the cloth down, Lucas apologizes for her catching him unprepared, he was just cleaning up. That's ok, Reagan says, and pauses. Wait a second, how did he know her name? He looks familiar, does she know him somehow? He laughs, saying he knew her name from her file on the computer, of course. He quickly rushes her into the massage parlor. Gesturing towards the massage table, Lucas invites her to undress and lie face down. She asks him to look away. He politely obliges but sneaks a peak as she undresses and lies down on the table. Chatting, she tells him that her boyfriend bought her this massage. Her back has been sore so much lately since she got the twins. 'You have kids?' he asks. 'No, these twins', she chuckles and gestures to her huge breasts. He appreciates the craftsmanship and tells her so. Massaging her back, Lucas asks her what she does for a living. She's a teacher at the local high school. 'No kidding?!' he exclaims, though his expression reveals he may have known all along. 'You know I went to that school!' Reagan realizes, that's why he looks so familiar! She was his teacher! Lucas pretends to have a hard time remembering her, but then says it's all coming back to him. He remembers her now. Reagan says she remembers him clearly, after all he was the resident high school stud. Oh, it wasn't exactly like that, he says with false modesty. But Reagan remembers it differently. He was always running around with a new hot girl every other week.

He laughs, asking her what she was like in high school. 'Oh, I never really had any boyfriends or anything like that, I was kind of a nerd', she says. But she made up for lost time, and now has an amazing boyfriend. As Lucas asks her to flip onto her back, he gives her a towel to cover her bare breasts. Handing her the towel, he is incredulous about her high school life, refusing to believe that someone with her assets-- as the towel, clearly too small for her massive breasts, slips off them-- could have any trouble finding dates. Reagan quickly picks the towel up, but Lucas clearly likes what he just saw, the moment tense as they lock eyes. They shake it off. Back to business. Well, he says, she's come a long way. From high school nerd to high school teacher. In fact, she was everyone's favorite teacher. Massaging her legs, his hand creeping toward her upper thighs, he confesses that she was more than his favorite. He had a massive crush on her. Reagan is flustered, and more than a little embarrassed. Why would he have a crush on her? He had so many other, pretty, young girls! She was just a regular old teacher. Not to him, he explains. Besides, sometimes you want someone who's experienced.

Through all the years that she taught, Reagan must have had a crush on one of her students. Never! They were too young! Not all of them, Lucas reminds her, for example he was 18 when she taught him. Reagan admits that's true but it would still be inappropriate for a teacher to have a crush on her students. Lucas coaxes her, so there was never ANYBODY? Well, Reagan admits, there may have been one person, but she hasn't thought of him in years. 'Was it someone in my year?', he asks as his hands creep up her thighs, kneading her muscles. 'I can't tell YOU that', she answers with a laugh. Well, he'll get it out of her somehow. She chuckles at his last comment off dreamily, lost in his touch. Seeing how much she is enjoying it, he offers to give her a special massage for her chest. He would normally charge extra for it, but since they're old 'friends', he'll give her a freebie. She hesitates. Her boyfriend would definitely not approve of this. Lucas understands and assures her that this is a clinical technique, completely professional and therapeutic only. Admitting that nothing seems to help her back these days, she relents, cautioning him playfully to keep it professional. 'Yes, Miss Foxx', he says slyly.

As he pours oil and works her breasts, Lucas's hand caresses her nipple and she lets out a small, involuntary moan. So who was this mysterious student Reagan had a crush on when she was teaching? Eyes closed, becoming increasingly relaxed from the breast massage, she still refuses to tell him. Maybe he can just ask her questions and she can just say yes or no? And if he guesses the person right, she'll promise to tell him? Fine, she sighs, lost in his expert touch. Was it someone in Lucas's year? Yes, she answers. Was he in the history class that she taught? Yes. Was he on the football team? Yes. Well, Lucas was on the football team. Was it the quarterback? No. Linebacker? No. Tight end? Tight end, she smiles 'definitely tight end'. But HE was one of the tight ends, Lucas says. Was it him? She stops herself, and refuses to answer. Lucas whispers in her ear, one of his hands creeping down her belly, that she promised she'd tell him if he guessed right. 'It WAS me, wasn't it', he asks, the final push in his seduction. 'Yes! It was you!' she says. Giving in fully, she kisses him aggressively, biting his lip. Reagan quickly tears off his pants, slipping his hard cock into her mouth. Miss. Foxx may have been Lucas' favorite teacher, but today, he's the one who's going to be teaching her ALL about pleasure...
Description : A rich step-mother, Dee Williams, and her step-daughter Vienna Rose, walk into a trendy massage parlor from the street, in chic outfits and carrying several boutique shopping bags from a day out on the town. They're greeted by a friendly and eager-to-please masseur, Lucas Frost, at the reception desk. He asks if they have an appointment and they say no. They were doing some shopping and just so happened to notice the massage parlor from across the street and Dee thought she'd treat her step-daughter and herself to a nice relaxing massage. The masseur frowns and says that unfortunately, most of the therapists are already booked solid for the day, he has one free slot now but has another appointment coming in shortly so he wouldn't have time to see them back-to-back. In other words, they would have to decide on just one of them to get the massage, or else come back another day. The step-mother and step-daughter pout, and then start discussing and eventually arguing with each other - neither one of them wants to come back another day, but also neither one of them wants to give up their spot. Throughout the discussion, they come across as a bit selfish, spoiled, and entitled. Finally, the step-mother comes up with an idea - what if they both shared the time slot and he just massaged them both at once? The masseur is skeptical, he doesn't really see how that would work, but the step-daughter LOVES the idea and together the step-mother and step-daughter sweet-talk and pressure him into saying yes. Sort of like a daughter-mom combo massage, the step-mother jokes.

The masseur leads them to a private room where two massage tables are set up side-by-side. He explains that this room is usually for couples massages but of course there's usually two massage therapists when they do those. He supposes he'll have to try to divvy the massage time equally between the two of them, since there's only one of him. He instructs the mother and daughter to undress and then lie flat on the tables and get comfortable. He leaves the room, and the mother and daughter put down their shopping bags to the side and undress. They gossip about how cute the masseur is. Dee mentions that guys like him just can't help themselves around beautiful women, and she wouldn't be surprised if he makes a move on her during the massage. Vienna scoffs and says Dee's too old for him, if anything he would want someone young and gorgeous like herself. Her step-mother laughs rudely and says please, she's barely over 18, guys like women with experience who know how to satisfy them. They bicker some more as they get up on the massage tables. Vienna asks her step-mother if she remembers whether he told them to drape a towel over themselves or not. Neither remembers, so they shrug nonchalantly and say they're sure they're fine without it.

Shortly after, the masseur knocks on the door and they tell him in matching flirty voices to come in. He enters and is a bit surprised to see them side-by-side with nothing covering them, and starts to tell them that it's standard for clients to cover up but stops his sentence short and decides to shrug it off. He asks who he should start with, and the pair once again start fighting for first dibs. He quickly interrupts them and says 'You know what? I'll just start on my left and we can go from there' to try to peacefully end the argument.

The masseur starts massaging the client on his left, the step-mother. As he rubs, she moans exaggeratedly about how good it feels, both to try to butter him up and also to make her step-daughter jealous. After a minute or two of this, Vienna gets exasperated and insists that he's spent enough time on Dee for the moment, it's her turn now. So the masseur switches to the right-side table and begins massaging Vienna next. Similarly, she puts on a display of exaggerating how much she's enjoying the massage, but takes things a step further by talking about her body, how tight her muscles feel, how it must be from all the yoga she does, etc. etc. Oblivious to their intentions, the masseur answers politely, but is secretly a bit weirded out by all their weird behavior. After a couple of minutes of putting up with this, the step-mother can't help but groan and roll her eyes. She calls the masseur back to her side, saying she hopes he hasn't forgotten about her. From here, the mother/daughter rivalry escalates - over the course of the massage, the masseur finds himself struggling to keep them both happy as he bounces back and forth between the two women, who each increasingly demand his attention. The demands get increasingly sexual as well - asking to rub their breasts, their ass-cheeks, their inner thighs inches away from their private areas.

Eventually, Lucas looks overworked and exhausted from bouncing back and forth between them, and the women notice and take pity on him, albeit in a bit of a condescending way. 'Look how tired he looks, mom, I think we accidentally wore him out,' Vienna says with a flirty tone. 'He does look exhausted, the poor thing,' her step-mother agrees, 'but he really did a great job. We should think of a way to thank him for his hard work.' They start to paw at him from either side, and he looks a bit shocked. Isn't this incredibly inappropriate? Especially since they're mother and daughter? 'Step-mother and daughter,' Dee corrects him, and fishes for a compliment saying that she's FAR too young to be her actual mother after all, which results in an eye-roll from her step-daughter. And they won't tell anyone if he won't, Dee adds. It can be their little secret. They both lean in to kiss his neck and nibble on his ear on either side, and Lucas moans with a blissful expression on his face.
Description : Sarah Vandella comes in for her regular massage appointment. She is friendly enough to her masseur, Lucas Frost, despite being on the phone as he greets her. She is clearly in the midst of discussing important business with someone on the other line. As he leads her into the private room, she finally closes out the call and hangs up. She apologizes stating that it's just one of those days. Hey asks her to undress and he leaves the room stating he'll be back once she's ready. Once fully undressed, she calls him back in - only just as Lucas re-enters, her phone rings again. What now! She assumes it's business but when she grabs her phone, she sees the caller display is from her needy husband. She rolls her eyes, answers, and gestures for Lucas to go ahead and get started. Meanwhile, the client is chewing out her husband on the phone - what does he want this time? Doesn't he know not to call during her massage time? Finally, she hangs up in frustration. Sarah complains that her needy husband has been acting so co-dependent ever since her promotion. He calls several times a day, always wanting to know what she's doing, when will she be home, wants to talk her ear off about his day. Just once she wishes she could be with a man who she didn't feel like she was babysitting. Sure enough, the husband calls again. As she bickers with her husband on the phone, Lucas decides to get a bit cheeky and move his hands to her private areas. She gasps involuntarily and turns to look at him in shock. He winks and continues his massage. Lucas starts to pleasure his client, and amidst her gasps and moans she finds herself having to lie to her husband about the sounds, her moans progressing to full-blown orgasmic screams before she eventually makes up a lie to get off the line and gets to fully enjoy the experience.
Description : Blindfolded boyfriend Lucas Frost thinks his girlfriend Kimber Woods is giving him a massage for his birthday. But really she's planning something else with the professional masseuse Chloe Scott. Lucas is impressed with Kimber's soothing technique. When he turns onto his back, Kimber signals Chloe to start sucking his dick. Then Kimber joins in and reveals her surprise!

Lucas is thrilled with his threesome present. His dick is rock hard watching Kimber eat Chloe's pussy while she gobbles his cock. Chloe lowers her wet pussy onto his piercing erection, and Kimber cums on Lucas' face as she watches Chloe fuck her man.

Lucas gets up to fuck Kimber from behind while she licks the cum from Chloe's pussy. Then Kimber sits on Chloe's face while Lucas plows the masseuse. Chloe cums in Kimber's mouth while Lucas fucks her in missionary, then Chloe sucks the cum from the birthday boy's cock and feeds it to Kimber!
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