The air in the small room was thick with the scent of sweat, oil, and sex, the massage table creaking faintly as Nana slumped forward, her body still trembling from the intense climax that had rocked her. Lucas stepped back, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath, his cock softening now, slick with their combined juices. Damn, she was good, he thought, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, a faint smirk lingering on his lips.
Nana's blond ponytail was a mess, sticking to her sweaty neck, and her big breasts heaved as she panted, her face streaked with his cum, some of it still glistening on her cheek. She licked her lips one last time, savoring the last traces of him, and pushed herself up slow, her legs wobbly as she sat on the edge of the table. Gods, I'm a wreck, she thought, but a lazy, satisfied smile spread across her face.
